Next to God, you knows me best, next to God, you loves me best,
I can have many friends, so many children, so many husbands,
But I can have one and only one Mother in this world.
A gift from God, a wonderful heavenly art.
** Unto your womb **
You carried me for nine months,
You watched your stomach grow bigger everyday,
You waited when will I move inside your tummy,
You ate well and cared yourself for me to be healthy and safe,
You can't hardly wait to meet me.
You suffered your life when you delivered me,
You took all the pains and struggled hard for me to see this world.
It's like Heaven to you, the moment you heard my first cry,
One of the greatest joy you had, when you saw my little angelic face.
All the dangers vanished, and all the pains gone.
** And it is not over yet **
You lived your life, with the little baby, me.
You woke up in the middle of the night just to give me milk.
You woke up in the middle of your sleep just to change my diaper.
You woke up in the middle of your rest when you heard me cry.
You pampered me every time I cried, you never tired staring at me.
You was amazed how little, how cute, and how I looked just like an angel,
Your heart jumps with joy when I smile at you, even my goo-goo and giggles,
Oh! I could never imagine how it felt.
That little silly wonderful feeling tickled your heart.
Unless, I may experience to have a baby of my own.
** And it's not over yet **
Seconded by Dad, you took all the effort to watch me grow.
You protected me not to be hurt, you watched for the things would harm me.
You guided my first steps, you picked me up when I fall.
You taught me to eat properly, brush my teeth, go to toilet,
You sang with me, read books with , and taught me how to pray.
** And it's not over yet **
You spanked me because you wanted me to learn and be disciplined,
You yelled at me because you wanted me to listen and hear what you say,
You cried because you never wanted me to suffer, fail .......
Depressed, defeated, abused, victimized, and many more!
I may misunderstood you, hurt you, but all what you want is for my own good.
** AND GUESS, IT IS NOT OVER YET **
You look forward for my success and happiness,
Even maybe I already departed from your care,
Even maybe I forgotten all the wonderful things you did to me,
Even maybe I didn't realized how wonderful you are,
Even maybe I hated you . . .
Thanks God! He let me see that you are a real masterpiece,
An art that produces art, unto your womb where He placed me.
Your arms is a vessel, of how loving God He is.
God is amazing, and a wonderful artist.
How He created us is a great superior power of all the universe.
I LOVE YOU MOTHER,
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