She gives happy grins, oh ! iya dearest;
Eyes darkened and worn out by the years,
She slowly walks holding walls, pity to see;
Arthritis has restricted her to the ile
We love her a lot, to our hearts brim;
She disciplines and shown us the ways,
Even at age as this, she never quits;
Thinking only about our welfare true
Oh ! mother of ireti, she amazes me;
Am happy if she is chatty and relaxed,
I wish her warm days in this old age;
Like a child heart, always in my page.
Author notes
Written for contest- "Mamma" - conducted by Rebekah-Ann
rule: There must be some use of Afrikaans or language remotely close to it in your poem
afrikaan words (lagos language of Africa) and its english meanings
iya- mother
ireti - hope
house- ile
A contest entry
- Mamma by Rebekah-Ann.
700 points, ended May 11, 11 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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A beautiful piece and thank you kindly for entering this contest.
Splendid job on the African words. Thank you for this great entry!
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Thanx for the comments.. : ))
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