Happy Mothers’ Day to all the amazing women and mothers in the world! 

​​2 years ago, I wrote a poem  for the  Orca Mother’s Day Poetry Challenge which I  dedicated to my mum Mrs.  Faustina Budu-Arthur.  And guess what?  My poem won!  

And on this day as we celebrate mothers,  I’ll share the poem again just to say Happy Mothers’  Day to all mothers.😍👩

*****

MOTHER

I remember the times when out of exuberance

I would rebel and your love I would repel

I remember my moments of ‘Mum, I know it all’

And thus,  your counsel I wouldn’t take at all

*****

Yet, through it all

Your smiles never faded

Your prayers never receded

Your discipline always guided

Your tenderness still engirded 

*****

Mother

Your love has been like a brilliant glow

Like a river there hasn’t ever been  a dwindle in its flow

Like music there hasn’t  ever been a decrease in it’s tempo

Your love, so full and colorful as the rainbow

With each color as a facet of motherhood; so deep as marrow

*****

Mum knows best; Mum smiles best

Mum laughs best; Mum cries best

Mum loves best; Mum counsels best

For mum is just the best! 

Fadeless

Boundless

 Endless

Is a mother’s love

​COLOUR OF SNOW 

With the dawning of the Sun and its birthing 
With the sheet-creased wrinkles and the stretching 

She opens the window of her heart

 As she smiles at the rays that illuminate the sky

In hope that the day would bring her Shining  armoured Knight 

After that long lone dark-filled night 

……..

She longs to be adorned in the colour of Snow

Running her fingers through her hair she fastens her bow

She looks into the mirror to see if she has still her purity and her glow

She winks at herself knowing that when he comes his mind she would blow

With her love, her sweetness and the beauty of her soul.

………
But,  she suddenly turns sad

As she looks over the walls to the outside 

Many other suitors wanting to get her attention

And her eyes, her ears; her flesh seem to want to respond to their invitations

The fact that she did not know when the Knight of her heart would come even heightens her confusion 

And she wonders if her choice to wait would only end as an illusion. 

………
Yet…something on the inside tells her “relax”

That though it might tarry it would definitely come to pass

…….
So she puts on that smile again 

She washes down, and continues to put the house of her heart in order again

For she knows that the best is definitely worth the wait 

And until he comes she will continue to get ready as she waits for the day

On which she will put on the colour of Snow and the veil .

KNIGHT IN RUSTY ARMOUR

She was the apple of her Father’s eye 

Yet she got entangled in a deadly tie 

Away to a dark gloomy kingdom she was carried 

When in disobedience she tasted the forbidden 

………

But His deep affection for His child could not be buried 

His love for her could not be hidden

……..

 
His kingdom was silent 

As they all wondered who would save the princess 

…….

Then came a Knight of a high rank forward 

In His armour, gallant and flawless 

He told the King “I will save the princess!” 

He received His blessings for the show of kindness 

He bid the kingdom farewell 

And rode off hastily to rescue the damsel 

………
Many days had passed 

And her wounds and bruises were soon becoming scars 

But lo! One night screamed out her Captor! 

“There is coming a Knight in rusty armour! 

” No! No! The princess is about having a Saviour!” 

………
But the princess despised her Saviour for His rusty armour 

For He had no beauty or glory 

Just an armour old and rusty 

No entourage or army 

Just a little white Dove’s company 

………..

He fought and defeated the Captor to set her free 

He got wounded; the very life in Him poured 

The princess realised with the Dove’s help the magnitude of the Knight’s sacrifice 

She regretted her actions seeing that with His life He paid the price 

………..

She accepted His sacrifice with the help of the little Dove 
Then immediately the rusty armour began to fall off 

And beneath it was a shining armour she had never seen before 

It was an armour called LOVE 

With an engraving on the chest 

“My Church and My Bride you are now”