Oyoyo Nne'm

Another June 6th has come and gone, it used to be a joyful day but not anymore

The brightest of them all
Gone but not forgotten
I remember how I wondered then, 
How was it possible? To hit me and still love me
Never spared the rod, yet showed me love

With each stroke of the cane, I loved her more
She had a focus; to make me better

She laughed from her heart, so full of humour
Small was never an option, big was the only way
Prayed big! Loved big! Gave big! 
She laughed big! Lived big! And ATE big!

All of herself she gave, never holding back
It never mattered who, big or small, rich or poor, tall or short
She had one mission – Give, Give and Give all she could!

Perfect wife, perfect mother and perfect friend
When she flipped, she really truly flipped!
But her anger was always too short

The shoes are too big
The gap, too long
The sort of wisdom, grace and character
Come from God only

The emptiness, the sad moments
The conversations that will no longer happen
I dread always
They say the pain never goes away, now I believe
Death is so final and I hate it for that

Now I see you in me
The mannerism
The laughter
The humour
The appetite
Love for humanity 
Concern for the poor

You wanted to;
Give more
Love more
Pray more
Care more

I will make an attempt
At all you wanted to achieve
I will reach for the stars
For you believed in me

To some,
I am lazy
I am weak
I am laid back
I am spoilt
And under utilised

To others,
I am strong
I am fearless
I am smart
And sharp

Some others think
I am kind
I am charitable
And loveable

Yet some think
I am mean
I am callous 
And self centered 

Only you
Knew me 
Even more than I knew me

Someone asked the most ridiculous question
Were you close to your mum?
It took all the training you gave me
I kept calm and;
I tried to explain

When no one believed in me
You did
When everyone deserted me 
You stood by me
When I was misunderstood
You knew exactly what I was up to


When I was absorbed in youthful exuberance
You were right there
All the way!
Guiding me on

“Show your detractor that you can be someone”
Those words became my watchwords
Sounding in my ears every single day

You knew when I could handle it no more
You were my loving mother 

 I love you even more Omalicha m!

Happy Post Humous Birthday Mother!
Ugoeze Beatrice Eke (LSM)
Betty Nne’m
Oyoyo nne’m
Nwanyi ocha nne’m
Ezenwanyi nne’m

Mummistic! Mummintin! Mummisco!

An unplanned picture
Captured the resemblance
I am happy I am looking more like you everyday mummy
But please don’t let me be fat
Tell God that I am fat enough
The rest of the fat, He should convert to CASH!