Most Parents...
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I remember the day you were born
Seems like it was yesterday to me
Just at the crack of the dawn
On a very hot Sunday afternoon
First it was a series of painful occurrences
And before I knew it
All I heard was the crying of a newborn -
Fragile...tender...with so many mixed emotions
But the feeling of excitement trumps every other feeling
You were so tiny in our arms but mighty in our hearts
It was of no doubt that you were a beautiful work of art
Craftily made by God, sent to us with such tenderness and aura
You made her a proud mother with no reason to ponder
A delightful surprised even in the midst of the planning
On the tattles of neighbours
I watched you grow beautifully
From cradle... to crawling...to walking and stumbling
From saying incoherent speeches
To your proud audible dialogues
Oh! How beautiful it was to be able to witness your growth and oh...
How beautiful it was the first time you mumbled ‘mummy'/'daddy'
On your first day at school, you were excited
But didn't want to go without your parents
I was also scared to leave my child uncared
But I had no choice and couldn't say otherwise
I trusted the process and I trusted you also
You finally grew up to be a responsible adult
That wasn't a surprise because you have always been amazing
With all my directives you never gave me a reason to flare up
You always made me proud never giving me a reason to regret
The day you came to the world happens to be the day of great joy
This feeling or mood is to represent what most parents have to go through. It's a process to watch your child go from the cradle to adulthood. Just something outside the box...
Thank you for your time.
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Thank you for reading.
My pen doesn't bleed, it speaks with ease.
Still me,
Olawalium; (Love's chemical content in human form). Take a dose today: doctor's order.
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