Hello Mama, I know it has been a while since we spoke
It's always a mixed emotion whenever we speak
A feeling of pride and also that of missing you from my fake leak
Tell Mama I'm still pained she's not here to see me get to the peak
She saw the future then even when all I saw then were bleak
I wish she can see me enjoy some winning streak
For her, with her in mind, for success I want to be a freak
Tell her that from her, I learned how to be meek
Tell Mama I made it and I am doing great too
Tell her I've touched the place my name went ahead of
Tell Mama that I missed her and no one compares to her
Tell Mama that I still remember her smile that warms my heart
And I still remember her favourite spot in the house
And I don't see that spot without thinking of her
I want Mama to also know that I still sniff her clothes sometimes
I want Mama to know that her words of advice still ring true in my ears
I keep them close to my heart and I stand out among my peers
Tell Mama I am still on my way to the desired future
Tell her I won't relent until I tick off every achievement
I won't stop until everyone knows I'm my Mama's son
I won't stop until she looks down from heaven and smile
Smiling, pointing at me and with her words saying: "That's my boy"
I hope I can look up to heaven and catch your smile too
The image is rightfully mine.
Thank you for your time.
My pen doesn't bleed, it speaks, with speed and ease.
Still me,
My tongue is like the pen of a ready writer.
Olawalium; (Love's chemical content, in human form). Take a dose today: doctor's order.