I couldn’t sleep without giving justice to this day,
I couldn’t let it happen. But between the joys of new babies, a Nalongo to dot
on, I was brought back to a place of bliss; children always bring me so much
joy. They always do. It got me scrolling back into many throwbacks, from the
day I found out my darling friend was pregnant to the day she delivered.
So here is a throwback of a little poetry I wrote
for myself but could pay a little congratulation to my power woman and mother, welcome
to motherhood Mrs. Nalongo Nakato Bukirwa Juliet Ovon.
LITTLE ONE
Oh little one
As
you grow into a
Being,
flesh of my flesh
I
promise myself to love
You
and behold you
To
keep you from the
Misery
of poverty and I
Will
bring you forth with a
Future
of a life better than mine
You
will surely have the
Best
father to look up to
And
you will grow to fear
The
Lord, because without
Him
I might never have known the right choices to make.
So
as you turn through my
Inside,
do so with assurance
That
everything will be all right
When
you get here
And
even if challenges
Come,
I will be there to hold you
Because
I am you mother.
