Sweet Mother
Oh mother,your beloved child is crying
Pride to have you is not worrying
The joy and care that you offer
seem to make my heart not moving
You are the best among many.

I grow to see her being mindful
For the little thing that worth something
In her crawling child that starts walking
She gave her the care of a sweet mother
Your kind is very rare to start sorting

I sit to punder in many areas
Where my mother is found wanting
I come to realise that she is too loving
My walking did not take long,I start runing
Her affection towards me was too feminine.

She was more of a friend than a mother
Come to think of the quality advise she was imparting
More of it was the fear of God she was instilling
I love and treasure the virtue in her caring
Am proud and willing to call you my mother.

John Emem Emmanuel
composed by me.