Loud cry, from discomfort maybe
Placed in the comfort arms of a mother a baby
It is magic how torment turns into harmony
A mother’s touch

Hunger lingers internally
Raced into the faithful pot in a mother’s galley
It is magic how torment turns into delight
A mother’s food

Life is hard enough
Sometimes your dreams are a mirage
Nothing like a mother’s tongue to encourage

A mother’s love is the greatest gift to mankind
It is wild and untamed in its raw form as it was from the beginning of time and has never changed.
TheOasisGh recognizes and appreciates the love and efforts of our faithful mothers, therefore we have decided to join the rest of the world on this day to celebrate all mothers.

Akpe na medada wo!


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