THE GIFT OF WOMAN

I celebrate women today for not only that they are the fairer sex
Not only that they are beautiful and graceful
Not only that they are soft and tender
But I celebrate women because they are our mothers, sisters and lovers
Digging deep the mines of my childhood is my greatest source of joy and happiness
Because of the gift of a man with a womb
I remember the smiles and peace that always emanated from the face of my mum when the whole world had a frown on their faces
I remember the comfort embrace of my mum when it seemed the whole humanity and the heavens were against my course
I remember the joy and commitment to seeing me look prim and proper for every occasion
I remember encouragement and praises she showered on me through my successes and failures
I still remember her zeal to inculcate discipline, hard work, and sacrifice and gratitude in me
I loved growing with a sister
How graceful and beautiful she is
How she attracted attention when we walked the streets of our childhood together
Beaming with smiles, giggles and laughter to expose her glorious dimples and white perfect teeth
How she graced every occasion with her beauty and splendor
I still remember sitting in the same class with girls
Most of my achievements and academic excellence were in the quest to catch their attention
How I was infatuated by their beauty and glory
How I fell in love with them
How they gave me the hope to go through school
Today, I thank God for the gift of women