Who birthed a little handsome lad?
Who sat and watched my infant head?
Who denied her rest and cared for me instead?
Who housed a giant for one plus eight months ahead?

The one who travailed in pain so wild,
And bore a baby she loved so mild.
Upon whose back, was i first placed as a baby child?
And in whose hollow did I grow as a boy child?

Who has slammed knocks on the head of Isaiah James?
Like the slam dunks of NBA star, LeBron James.
Who has wiped strokes of sweet bitter canes on my buttock?
That has driven afar the spirit of a warlock ....smiles

"Spare the rod and spoil the child"
This particular phrase was your strong word.
And therein you stood against all odds,
You fought, stood and was always there for us.

I am the last fruit from this blossoming tree,
Not because she wanted to stop at three,
Nor she couldn't bare more than three,
But somehow somewhat I didn't agree ... Haha

I tell you who this 'who' is,
She's my mother and my father simultaneously,
She's one person I love vigorously,
And one I'll hold so jealously.

May God keep you, prosper you and establish you❤️
Happy birthday MUM
Live long