It's Mothering Sunday -- It's 13 years ago.
13 years ago we lost you to the cold hands of death
Oh death, where is thy Sting!
Indeed, your demise has left irreparable lacuna
But we are consoled by your good works that live on
Your godly instructions, motherly advise, tender love,
Humility and courage are driving forces to our rising.
We, your issues remember you today
As we celebrate mothering Sunday with other Mothers on Earth
Sleep well-Beloved, Mummy of Mummies
I remember the day with ache
But for the Joys of motherhood
Poem written by Akinbuluma Ayokanmi Kehinde (2014)