Oh! Carry me back <br />To the womb that was my home <br />Where I used to lie in blissful contentment <br />With nary a worry to my soul. <br /> <br />Oh! Put me back <br />To those breasts that fed me <br />Where I never had to worry <br />Where my next meal would come from <br />But with tenderness and care <br />My pangs of hunger were satisfied. <br /> <br />Oh get me back <br />Into those arms that used to hug and hold, <br />With such gentleness and warmth <br />With a love so divine and true, a love so heavenly and free <br />I can still remember, that back that used to carry me, <br />Comfortably rocking me into a dreamless slumber <br />Resting my young heart, whilst the world went by. <br /> <br />Those were the days, when at my cry and call <br />My woman used to come a-running <br />Cooing words of comfort, singing sweet songs a-lullaby. <br />Those were the days of freedom <br />The days of a spirit nourished, natured for destinies to come <br />From a woman of strength and steel <br />A woman with love unsurpassed <br />Oh! How I miss you woman <br />Yes I miss you mother<br /><br />Mpho Petrus Manwedi<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/mother-69/
