An Easy Struggle

Good day Bests! A very merry Christmas to you all.

Wishing everyone of you a happy and healthy Christmas and a jolly New Year . Be safe and Please Don’t Drink and Drive📌
Every one of you is precious to me! I am so blessed to have you in my life and I love each one of you!
Once again, I am wishing you a beautiful Christmas & a Happy New Year!
May the New Year find your home filled with joy, your heart filled with love, and your life filled with laughter.

This poem is my Christmas gift to you. This poem is dedicated to my Mother, the strongest woman I have being privileged to come in contact with. I cannot express enough, my love and appreciation for her presence in my life. It definitely hasn’t been an easy struggle but she says it is of a great worth to her. This beautiful, intelligent, determined, diligent and virtuous woman is the harmony of my existence. I am more than grateful to live moments with you and make memories with and of you. You are so hardworking and a born leader and you haven’t even reached your peak. There’s every truth in saying that the world will feel your impact directly and indirectly,through your children, biological and non-biological children. I am proud of you THANK YOU SUPER WOMAN

Fighting, gasping and crying
Stretching, spreading and pushing
In pain yet tears of joy rain
The strain of muscles like a lion’s mane

A look at me and again in love she fell
A ferocious love,the type that protects
Not as delicate as before I saw the world’s danger but as thrilling as it was 6 months before.

She calls it an easy struggle
She says it paved way for something bigger, someone greater
She is proud to have gone through such pain
And of the result she couldn’t be happier
In this pain she found fulfillment
This fulfillment overpowered her as I drew out the colostrum, sucking like my life depended on it.
Actually I still think in a way it did
But not more than my life depended on her love and God’s mercy.

She is beautiful
She is love itself
She is an embodiment of selflessness
An epitome of generosity
She wears her crown like it weighs not
She stands as tall as a sycamore tree
She endorses grace

She makes sacrifices
For her children
She is acknowledged
From all, respect she earned
She is revered by all
She is a testimony of the grace of God

I love her and I can’t
Appreciate her enough

She is MY MOTHER

I love love you ❤️

Much love,
Reddish 📌