
Mother’s Day Ponder



We had no toys
We had no snacks
We had no schools
We had each other
We had the world
Our favourite was
holding hands
lying by the watermelon field
counting the stars
whispering secrets
till dews covering us
then it’s the sun rays
kissing our apple cheeks
You and I

I am rendering 4 walls
in my heart
because my baby is dying
the anticipating pain
I cannot bear
night is my enemy
it tricks me to hear my baby is crying
I bow my face to the ground
oh Lord!
Your promise of life
will not return void
This is my only hope
in the tomb I am preparing in my heart
for my baby’s burial
from this life to eternity
Mercy!
My heart shattered by his pain
I long for his smile in the shower of your light
on earth as it is in heaven
So young he is, I beg
restore his childlike innocence
wisdom only comes with time
A dying child, a dying mother’s wish and
only hope!