His Mother Poem by Anita Khelawan

His Mother



I can't wait to hold you

I can't wait to see you

I already love you

Chants I sang while you was in my tummy

Anxious, numb and excited to be a mummy

 

Thursday 2nd February,2017 I would never forget

At eight pounds nine ounces this was the day you and I officially met

Four long hours of labour

I prayed to God and asked him to do me a favor

He granted me this wish and made my pains feel shorter

I gave you thanks and praise for my healthy baby

Today is the day I become Djalo's mummy

 

Djalo Jean Xavier Celestine

You are by far my next best thing

And I love you because you are mine

I will love you more and more till the end of my time

I love you so much I'm fearful of smothering you

To my sweet son I do what I do because your mother adores you

 

To my first born child

I will protect you from this cruel world

I will groom and nurture you to the best of my ability

I  romise to do right by you

And do I will give my life for you

 

To his father

We may have our ups and downs

But Thank you for choosing me to have this baby with

You have my heart and you gave  me my heartbeat


14-02-2017

His Mother
Tuesday, February 14, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: life,love,love and friendship
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A rendition of the birth of my son
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