A Prayer For My Mother

I find it very difficult to speak to people and express how I feel. I might end up telling you but it will be months later when the hope of something real might have diminished.
My queen, my backbone
I talk about saviours and leaving a legacy
You have been the most persistent saviour in my life
The light that guides me through situations
The values you have passed on to me
The lessons you have taught me
You made me the man I am today
People have doubted me and looked down upon me but your faith in me has not decreased
You have left a legacy in me and for that do not ever worry
Your name will live forever in your children
I pray your prayers for me get answered
I pray I find it
I pray we do not end up being laughing stocks for everyone that has ever doubted us
I pray we rise above their noise
You know with every pound I make, 75p is for you
Everything I will be in this life and next
I will owe to you
That will never change, I pray you never get lost
I pray that trip was was worth it
I pray those prayers manifest in our lives
I pray I make you proud
I pray you live long enough to reap what you have sowed in me
May you never lack
May you never have rely on your children to feed you
May you forever be able to stand on your own two feet
May no sickness ever take you from me
May you never have to bury another child
I pray you live long enough to see mine
I pray you live long enough for his return
Your birthday just passed
You have clocked over half a century
May you double that in perfect health
May all the dreams you still have become a reality
May your soul forever guide and protect me
They say the apple does not fall too far from the tree
So I hope only good can be spoken of when they talk about us
Life without music is nothing
The words of advice ringing in my ear
The strings and vocal cords getting me through each and everyday
You are my music
The physical presence of my music and with you life is everything

If anything ever happens and we get lost along the way, just know I love you and if I could do it all again differently, I would still pick the same woman to raise me.

Hak Gway

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