Mother Is Gold (For Mothers everywhere)
If perchance I was asked
By a face open or masked
What makes a mother kind or good?
My answer would go beyond her food.
Charity, they say, begins at home
Untrained children will always roam
Mama Mia, you’re the best
You are the strength under my vest.
Countless sunshine eyes have seen
Many places legs have been
Like the hen protects her chicks
Mama Mia, you bear my kicks.
Your little love
Your little care
The little pains you bear for me;
Your little smiles
Your little cries
All the prayers you pray for me;
Your little pains will bring big gains
Because your prayers bless me like rains.
Mother is Gold
My Mum is Bold
Mama Mia, you are the BEST!!!
Madamidola Oladele