Tribute to my own late mother


 Tribute to my own mother

A cross the bridge 

I write today as your son to remember and reflect on how important you are to me. As a mother,first love,a teacher mentor etc. Today about three decades now I can’t still forget about you, if others may.What is keeping me happy is the love you implanted into my heart.

The biblical facts seems to be questionable it is Hod who give and take.

Those who wasted your life many are gone and were buried with coffin and without a grave.

I know God have revenge for your death.

Where you are now be happy, your children are alive and doing well, achieving the best at the moment and future. I write today to said I love and vow with my blood that your image/status will be maintained forever. One person become very special to me nearly replaced you but mother’s love is first and true.

Now you heard from me, because I know you can hear me from there. I see you in my mind-Don’t cry we, I will achieve more inline with destiny and be great. For prayers for me is to be great.

No need to only say rest on, be at peace and know that I love you and recognize you first loved me

When I was a very little lad,

You cared for me amidst tick and thin tough seasons 
I learned from your words.
I was  schooled betwixt your feet,
Because you sat between peace and discipline.

Your voice could linger through the walls,
I remember.
It lingered as the sound of a nightingale,
It chilled as cherubic lyrics,
And vibrated like a hummingbird.

You taught me a lot.
Yes, you did!
You said...
“The sun, star, sea, and sky are lovely.
The moon and the stars are costless.
The voice of rain could calm the hassle.
The warm earth could enhance the body.
And the lightening could ruin the evil plans,
Because the best of life is free.”

But where have you gone?
Where is the voice that voiced against vices?
Why did you retire so early?

For me thanks for seeing my face before oblivion 

At least you smile at oblivion now
Why did you vacate to oblivion?
Where none but silence dwells.

The sun is ready, but your shadow is missing.

You only missed here physically but no matter

You are not far just like leaves shades 

Humanity is deterred from this truth
The moon is ready, but your mind is silence
The morning birds are here to sing, but your voice married silence.
Where did you go before the dawn?
Where have you gone after the foundation? 

Those are questions I can't bury.
I can't bury them because I can't think metallic.

I missed everything about you

Your love was genuine 
I missed the way you mentor.
I missed the way you smile:
How you lit up the darkest night
And made singers of the sky leaped.

I light this candle to continue to light your ways

Eternity is real

You can leave comment especially if you missed your mother to death

I am a poet and scientist 

All right reserve 

24-06-2022

Ephraim E Jerry

 

 


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