PRESTON:
I know most of you saw me yesterday.... Ooh I forgot.. this is my mother..This beautiful face you see here is my mother... She is the rightful owner of me entirely body and soul...
But if you didn't see her... I will describe her...Along time ago before..I was born my father described her with the words of Shakespeare...She was a Star from the sky...And today she still sparkles and twinkles...
But today I tell you... Her now old hands with golden touch is angelic..Her diamond smile with perfect sets of white teeth... Her dark face... With wrinkles that's tell stories as deep as the night... She has a crown....
She is a queen of kings... The mother to the greatest poet....I tell you she is the reservoir of all my words...I tell you she is m god on earth...If you see her... You will know it's her...From the sharp fashion forward Swahili kitenge she wears.... Her curios ear rings and of course her sashy walk....
She is my mother... Right now she has a slow pace... Caused by advanced age.. but I can't forget to locate the beauty in her face...
She laughs alot.. a lot more than her own son..She is the origin of all my jokes and comical lifestyle...She is the source of my brain.. and of course my resilience and patience...
She has taught me everything medical school can't teach me... That's why I can't follow the world and just celebrate her once a year....I celebrate her.. today yesterday and even on the day of my death... Because she the daughter of this soil is my mother...
©Hurt_Surgeon2017
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