Mom
Sometimes I lost the sunshine
That used to be my shepherd
In this world of calamities
That robbed my maternal love
I keep wondering why:
You left me; in this chaotic world
A burden to the society
That cant give the ultimate rest
Mom, who is worth your smile
In those golden days
Of cheap expensive advices
That washed bleakness of
My life like Jesus washes sins
But, I met a glimmer of hope
An angel, whose rays;
Washed my unhappiness
And brought a wave of passion
That reverberates my peace
Of tones of happiness
AUTHOR
(C) 2003 Joseph Kariuki
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