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Today, you are 4
And I cried
I remember everything,
From the pregnancy, to the labor, and the aftermath
I’ve spent the last 4 years focusing my energy on a powerhouse of a child
The one who came from me, my portal, my being
He is considered as powerful, and loves his brown skin
He loves his mama’s twists, and kinks
And his daddy’s shiny bald head
Isaiah, God has come to me in a tiny form
Enigmatic and striking
All persons who encounter you, love you
At only a few hours old I could feel your strength
You looked as if you held the secrets to life in your brain
And if only I could speak your language,
Only then would I ever understand your thoughts
Yah in the flesh,
Little man,
You saved your mommy
In so many ways
And I will always try and repay the debt
So, I sit back, I dream, and speak the words Happy Mother’s Day to myself,
Only in silence, but read so loudly
You are my son, my energy, my peace, my offering to my heart, my everything, and until the day that your heart stops beating, I will always be here, and I will never stop loving you.
Thank you.
