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MY CHILDREN’S' MOTHER (Prose)

Families are engineered units of society, mothers are engineers
Foundations of civilisations, present and future
The engineer of my family, a shepherd of my children’s souls,
A blacksmith of their character, a moulder of their personality
The needle finder in darkness, the stitch maker in cases of torn coverings
Designer of ingredients for the cake of joy, a sauce to our dinner table discussions
The general manager of all family secrets, the secret manager of generations
The emotional diplomat of repute yet the reputational risk of diplomacy
The cushion for all heads, the headless cushion for all challenges
The lover of all homely odours, the odour of love for all homes
The finder of all things lost, the loser of all things found
Her love makes any winter to be summer, her tenderness mock the dawns of spring
Her spirit creates warmth in all corners; all corners have her as the ultimate spirit
She is the mama of all, and the all to mamas..the cycle never ends.
Loving is what makes you and yet mothering is what you make
In God you are found as God is also found in your person
A child I have become through you; a husband you have made in myself
My children’s mother also mothers children of my mother

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  1. Nomzamo PetjeNovember 11, 2010 at 9:54 AM

    Well documented thoughts like these are not only beneficial to those whom they are meant for, but to also those who were not in the thoughts originator's mind. Such thoughts will also affect generations to come. This goes for all the posts you have recently posted. Keep thinking it makes us think too.

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