To my dearest mum
To the woman that loves me before i was born.
To the woman that held my heart, long before
i had form.
To the woman who was left sleepless from
dusk until dawn with weakness upon
weakness for nine(9) months long.
Telling herself we would all be well soon that
be rest assured for when she finally made it
through to the hospital ward, it was love at
first sight.
A second she saw......me.
I mean she is a type that would give up her
only slippers just to make sure my toes were
warm.
See, she would always favour me despite the
fact she always needed it more, she would
wake up early every morn to stand freezing in
the cold hanging up the clothes we had worn.
Standing at the stove for hours, cooking bowls
of food we would swarm.
And when ever we weren't home, her heart will
be torn.
I mean she can never ever sleep when we were
gone.
She would stay up all night, next to the phone
although i will never call.
So she sent me text messages, please i cant
sleep just let me know you are safe and
secure.
And whenever i was sick, she will always know
what is the cure.
I mean the love she gave to me was the best
medicine that was pure.
A presciption of tea, honey and hand made
lemonade, what more could i ask for?
I give God thanks, all praise to the Lord.
You did it all for me and has never once ask
for a reward, i mean still remember the night
when i was small.
I could never go to sleep until i will call to you
out from the bedroom door.
Touching me and kiss me please and you
would always be there for sure.
See the love you gave to for all this years it is
impossible to ignore.
I love you mum, and am sorry i have never
told you before.
Am sorry for everything mum, I am sorry for it
all.
Am sorry for leaving you as soon as you
taught me how to crawl.
Am sorry for saying ouch!!! Everytime you ask
me to complete a simple chores. It doesn't
make me less of a man to give you a hand
whenever your arms get sore. Am sorry again
and again, for all the promises i fell short.
And am sorry, i cant give you the life you wish
for....the car you dreamt of......the countries
you wish to explore. But most of it all, I am
sorry for all the pains that I caused.
For the night you didn't sleep, and for all
those missed calls.
For all the fight we had and for all the broken
wall.
The dirty room with messy floor, and for all
the clothes that i won't pack back into the
draws. And for all the sacrifices you made
that i never once ever recalled. Like when you
became my mother, let me the threat to move
away from yours. I know how much you love,
and kiss and all the cut you deep like a sword.
But if it was up to me and let you see there is
much as i can afford. So, I promise to make it
up to you and become the son you always
adore....... From now on. So, forgive me,
forgive me for it all, forgive me for everything
i have ever done. Since i was young, stupid
and dumb, just looking am having fun.
Dear mum, I love you, I love you.
I promise to never put anybody else above
you.
Nor let anybody come in between and even if I
get married I promise you will always be my
queen.
Because there is no word in this world that
can let you know how much you really
mean...... To me. Nor is there anywhere in this
world that i could ever repay you.
So, instead I pray everyday for you, that God
has mercy on you, the same way you have
mercy on me. And I have one last request for
you before you Leave.
Please, since God Put paradise beneath your
feet, Please ask God to let paradise be the
Place where we finally meet... Amen....
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