A Mother’s love for her child
is all too blind to every bound.
See! She holds him light and mild
and suckles him until he’s full.
A Mother’s love for her child
is far beyond the strongest might.
See! She bathes him soft and warm
and covers him in swaddling white.
A mother’s love for her child
is God’s love for us in a bit.
Hear the sweet lullabies she sings
and know she’s done no puny feat.
A mother’s love for her child
is there for him until she’s still.
O’er her grave are sun flowers
to tell her child she loves him still.
This poem was published in the 6th Issue of PoeticAfrica magazine.
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Read – Raising A Generation – Simon Ng’uni (Zambia)
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