MY JAZZY MOM!
6th August 1947 - 12th January 2020
MY JAZZY MOM!
In the Beginning of my Life there was
THANDI, my Biological Mother! And later on entered DELTA thereafter THANDAZO: Both
were my Successive Mothers-In-Law.
I am Lucky and Blessed beyond measure for the opportunity to have
had Mothers who Really Loved Me. God thru these Great Women; locked me up
inside the Triangle of His Love.
Thandazo also Late Now, was kind of
Jazzy and Laidback but very engaging in every sense of the word. Meeting her
for the very first time was jittery and somewhat cumbersome since I had no idea
just how she'd receive me.
Her great smile and bulging eyes warming up to my face, turned and
changed our neutral atmosphere from sort of here and there: right into Homecoming
Embrace from a Loving Mother!
I was Hooked Up and our Hearts Interlocked
into a True Mother-Son fellowship.
To my Jazzy Mom, I was a Jack of all trades, she always believed I
could fix just about anything in her house at a drop of a hat. Sydney please;
when you’re ready: would you please take a look at this broken heater, this
door or this aqueous light display?
I guess she believed in me because my
maintenance skills were more than 90% successful. I just miss helping and
making her happy; just to be rewarded with her gracious smile and a Hearty
Thank You!
O’ Kid, did I tell you that my Jazzy Mom was the best Cook ever
there was in my Entire Life. The woman would just take a piece of meat, add
salt and one spice and then: Wow, what a Delicious Meal.
My Jazzy Mom had the Magic Touch when
it comes to the Kitchen: she was just not gifted but, anointed for cooking! I
miss her incredible and Simple Mouth-Watering Dishes. Jazzy Mom for Jazzy
Tastes!
Missed the days when we argued about different types of Coca-Cola…
Hahaha!
Loving Memories for our Dearly
Departed are Tears of Mourning cried backwards as we desperately flip all the
Pages Past: looking and search for Smiles, Laughs and Footpaths shared with Late
Loved Ones!
This is the Only Remedy available for our Broken Hearts to find Momentary
Relief, while our Mourning marches along to our very Graves!
Mourning for our Departed Lasts a Lifetime
since Only the Grave has the Power to set us free from this Spiritual Chronic Ailment.
God never created and intended for man to Mourn, hence none of all the Herbs He
gave to Adam have any Power to Relieve this Painful Loss.
Even though my Jazzy Mom has been gone from these Earthly shores a Few
Years Now: I can still watch all the Replays of Our Life together in the back
of my mind. My heart cannot forget all her Smiles, Laughs, Hugs, Kisses and Sense
of Humour which always welcomed me; every time I visited her!
While most people are frightened by
the very sight of the Grave: nah, to me it's just an Intermission for my Jazzy
Mom which says to me: Excuse Me my Son, I'm still Taking a Deserved Break from
my Exhausting 74 years of Earthly Toils! Let's Meet in the Morning.
Farewell Jazzy Mom, your Day on Earth is Done. Your Beautiful Face is Forever Anchored as the Icon of my heart…. I Miss You Dearly. Rest in Peace and in Power My Jazzy Mom!
Indeed, Joy Comes in the Morning!
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