Mama is a pageant in no contest,
My daddy’s loving wife
You left your beautiful home to make a home for us
You thought me how to love by giving me a kiss at birth
How to help others by feeding me with your breast
You forced me to learn to talk as I passed through your canal in labour
As a little one I once asked mum, are you a magician?
How do you make miracles out of nothing?
As Mama look at me with a smile, she said no I am not a magician,
I am blessed by God with the hands of Midas
She makes hot plates out of little from the kitchen
She baths me so I could be wholesome and clean
A brighter day is born of a good night
You nurtured me to grow to be like you
You wipe my nose and tears
You bring out my strength whenever am weak
Your love is unconditional and selfless
You loved me even when you didn’t know me
You sheltered and fed me nine (9) months
with little food you couldn’t have shared
Like no other mummy, you are unique and special
You have sleepless nights to prepare me for the next day
You frown in my absence to put a smile in my face
You are the Venus that brightens my day.