Often I ponder over what I do not have,
I fail to count my blessings,
Then I experience a tug, a pull,
Perhaps the Protector reminding me
I see an aura, an effulgent flow of thoughts
God, were you not with me all times?
Were you not the one who blessed me?
With doting Ma and Pa,
A loving, sharing sibling,
A caring, protecting life partner
And God, your greatest gift of all,
My little girl.
All this alleviates me to the most exalted state of mind.
I then, said a prayer for you, Molu, today,
I knew God must have heard my prayer.
I asked that He be near you,
At the start of each new day,
To bless you with health and peace of mind,
I also asked for happiness for you.
In all your endeavors in life.
It is not easy to enclose in frame,
My gratitude to God.
For having endowed me with,
A Pillar of strength, in times of stress and strain.
It is not easy to compose a little poem,
On the adoration, love and concern, Molu,
You have showered on us!