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I’m
sorry I’m never appreciative for all the good things you’ve done unto me. Even
though my love may seem unrequited to you, best believe my soul is humbled and
meek before you. Many are times you’ve shown your selfless motherly love unto
me even when the world was not receptive towards me. Always taping my back and
assuring me for as long as my heart drums against my ribs I have no reason to
lament.
I
remember days when you’d serve yourself the lowest share and serve us plenty
just to ensure we have more and don’t wake up at wee hours on empty tummies. Instances
when we’d take ugali and cooked bananas for lunch, just because we had no
vegetables to accompany a balanced diet meal.
Whenever our neighbors would boast about having a three coarse meal, you always assured us it’s going to be fine. Each time when we would have to scramble for food and you ended up missing, yet you sweat in the kitchen preparing for us.
Days
when you would get rained on in the farm, just to save up the money for our
fees and our pocket money. Many are
times you woke up and left us in bed just to fend for our unending demands.
Forever is my soul appreciative.
On
this women’s day, I honor you my heroine. For all the sacrifices you made just
to have me here today alive and kicking. No amount of monetary value would be
able to payback the good you’ve done to me. All I pray is for God to keep on
granting you safe and sound life. Live long, to eat the fruits of your hard
labor through me.
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