Dear reader,

>## I have a treasure that I wouldn't

>## exchange for anything else in this world

>## my dear mum, my strength

>## In the middle of life's hell

>## my mother wept

>## despite all the efforts to sustain her children

>## she was found dumb

>## In the bottom of emptiness and despair

>## there laid my mum now

>## How hopeful she would have been?

>## How expectant on her spouse she would have been?

>## But to no avail he couldn't provide.

>## I don't want to talk about my dad as he's the least of my worries.

>## The heart of men has great predicament shock-absorber

>## Looking at my mother she lacks the feature of men's heart.

>## That's why as her offspring, I hate poverty

>## I am desperately going to fight it.

>## Dear mum

>## I wish this was a super story like in the movies

>## but nay, reality is cruel and keeps moving forward

>## To understand another man's pain, the same pain is required to know how..

>## Dear mum, go wash your body

>## undress those problems that wear you like mourning garments,

>## everything is going to be alright,

>## what is the sun If the rain don't fall?

>## circumstances come and go

>## the only story that matters is how we conquer.

>## give life hope again, do not worry in high blood pressure

>## remember health is wealth!

>## no pain no gain so they say

>## Smile for me, they give me the strength to carry on.

>## It's going to be okay as long as nothing is new under the sun,

>## therefore remember the smile to come ahead

>## I won't rest to change things around until the present becomes our past story.

From your son, I love you so much momma 💖