Mother!
Kind and adorable
So much affection.
She listens...so loveable
Time dares no tension
I've seen love wane
Heard of beauty
Withering with age
Still hers awe my thinking
Alienating any ode I made
The sugared clarity of coffee trees, blooming
The beauty of the sun
The peace I feel with the moon, soothing
The fresh smell of rainfall
Even now
Words elude me
Evading my mind
Leaving me empty
Save the light in her smile
Therefrom comes my opium
With every sigh
And every shine
The beat that powers my heart
Nothing compares
Sweet mother.
poem by Jubril Balogun
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