Mother

On the very first minute I faced my mom,
I gave a loud cry.
I still don't know why
It seemed joyful to her
But unlike me
I laid on the stomach
All wrapped with beautiful warm cloth,
I joined the world.
I think I was right to cry
Cause I was also newly added to the life of battles,
May be I wanted to prove my strength.
But then why was she happy?
Is it because I was part of her achievements?
Or was it a way if proving her strength?
I think all of us were right.

I dearly love you mom.

Ikiring Beatrice Ogwes
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 07/02/2020

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