Stages – Haiku

The struggles The tears The reward!

Wedding Invitation

The past week for me has been something else with less than a month to my wedding. Its been filled with activity of wedding preparations and its really been no joke.
I can’t put down anything for long due to lack of composure partly and also because there is so much to be done and so little time to do it.
I will like to invite you to visit my wedding site and feed your eyes with the pictures in our photo album . Our walk on this love journey #smiles and don’t forget to sign our guest book before you leave the site.
We love to hear from you!!!!
Site link is  www.ewedding.com/sites/nitasly

Do keep us in your prayers too.

Love always,

‘Nita

No place to hide

I saw the white box been lowered gently into the dug hole
I wanted to pretend its not true
So I told myself when granny died
It was not to be
’cause I never again saw her
I turned away in pain
There is no hiding from this one.

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Poverty – Haiku

Arms folded crossed chest
Legs spread outstretched
Poverty, a stone throw away.

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Myopic – Haiku

Eyes covered in huge glasses
Mind as blurred as black clouds
Myopic!

A Mother’s Love!

Who can beat a mother’s love?Who can beat her endless sacrifices?   A mother’s love knows no bounds. This is not an exaggeration.

I have had to act as mother a few times while growing up been the first child and only daughter. I get to be the mother more often right now as a grown up and this is only a “partial” way of been a mother. LOL!

Why am i writing this? While cooking a few days ago after being hit by a raving hunger,despite the fact i was so hungry i couldn’t be the first to eat. I had to dish for everyone first before eating. At the end of the day, what is left to eat is “bottom pot”.

When i first started cooking and my mom taught me i couldn’t serve myself first that i had to serve the household first before eating. It was such a tough lesson to learn!

This is just a”small” part of the sacrifice that a mother pays for her children. Is it the sleepless nights she has had to cradle her baby at her breast even though she still has to go to work the next day? The plight of working mothers!!!

What about the sacrifice of a Mother who has to give up her dreams, her career and life entirely for her child. Seeing to his/ her welfare, healthwise and all.

Who can beat a mother’s love? Who can beat her close and earnest devotion? A mother’s love is supreme!

The Lord is still King – Haiku

Through the darkest nights
Through the stormy winds
The lord is still KING!

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