The Good Gift I Own
The good gift I own
I thank He who gave it ,
The gift of a mother,
Whom like her ?
Haven't seen one, both north and south
The awesome love of a mother
Reflects back on her child
Nine months, a heavy load infront
What an awesome love she has ?
The whole pain she felt
To nurture me to the world
That birth she cursed, the much pain within
A lot of tears she shed , all a blessing to her child
What an amazing mother I have ?
From birth to date
I feel good to rejoice
Mother, a great concern she own
She knows, when I'm hungry
She knows, when I'm angry
She knows how to calm down, all situations at hand
What prize I owe you
What treasure I owe you
What can I pay my mum
For the great care and love
Is there a price of a prize
Yes, that can pay your love
Live long to rejoice, positive return on the way
Francis Omariba
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