Divine Coincidence

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)