A WALK WITH MY MOTHER
A Poem By Agbebaku Ihomehe
@ihome_a
The morning I walked with my mother
I hid behind her skirt when strangers spoke
When my legs were tired she carried me
When I fell asleep she cradled me
I hid behind her skirt when strangers spoke
When my legs were tired she carried me
When I fell asleep she cradled me