So, I made a poem for mom because why not? 💕
Queen in the city
My mom is a superwoman,
always there when I am down.
She’s always there to catch me when I fall,
even if she have to crawl.
My pain is gone, I felt alright,
every time she kisses me goodnight.
She’s my everything and every kids dream,
never ever she’ll be mean.
The most beautiful flower in my garden,
even though she carries a burden.
She maybe an ordinary,
but her personality makes her extraordinary.
Whenever I am down, I’d always put in mind how great our God is. How he turned the impossible to possible. How he turned my confusion to clarity. How he turned hate to love. God is indeed amazing and I just can’t put it into words. So, I made a poem to express my faith and gratitude 🙏🏻💙
I will never stop praising you 🍃🙏🏻
As the water’s flowing in the river
My God! I am your believer
As the light shine through my face
My God! these hands will raise
As the darkness pass and faint
I know this pain will fade
When the life seems so unlivable
I know you will make things possible
When the birds stopped singing and the Flag stopped swaying
I know you will do anything to stop this whining
When I am old and grey
My God! I will lift my voice and pray
When I am cold in my grave
Oh! my loving God! I’m nothing to refuse what you gave.