#WritcoPoemPrompt17
Like the little boy sees his mother come
His heart beats like
Let me step into the warmth of your arms,
mom
Let me bask in the sunshine of your smile,
Let me hold you a moment longer, mother mine...
I wish I'm your only son, cuz
Though you taught me that sharing is good
I would be selfish over your your love
Cuz nothing seems more comfortable like the warmth in your embrace that takes my fear away
I don't mind sitting on your laps forever
But I fear being a baby so whenever
You call me, sometimes I run away especially in the presence of my friends
Cuz I fear to be called by my pet names

But what surprises me, is that you keep on calling...
And I wonder why you always interup my business
when I want to play you call me for prayers...
Mom, and everytime I ask you to go out with friends you always tell me I'm not ready for that
I feel like denying you for once and escape from you but your love still draws me to you

I guess that we've all been like this
When the voice of God sounded like an interruption in your busyness but we forget He was supposed to be the first on the list
Sometimes He calls to remind us that we forgot about Him,
Sometimes He calls us because He wants to give us an answer to our prayers,
Sometimes He calls us to guide us in the way that we should go because He is the shepherd
But we get astray, being led by worldliness forgetting that it's Him we ought to fix our eyes on because He is the author...