This is what love looks like.

Yesterday, my young son spent some quiet time scribbling in a corner and every time I passed by him he hid his work. I thought that he was drawing one of his lovely artworks (he’s gifted and draws pretty well) and didn’t bother him.

To my delight, he presented me with a nicely wrapped parcel – he had raided my bathroom and wrapped some of my bottles of bath gel and scented candle along with his sweet card.

What can I say? Just that my heart is filled with joy and thankfulness for this child of mine. He’s always sensitive to others. Always seeks ways in his little capacity to make everyone around him happy – even outside our home. He’s just an awesome blessing.

Loving child, love, handmade card, this is what love looks like

what love looks like, handmade card

loving card, handmade card, what love looks like

Everyday People

Catching a Fish – Everyday beautiful people 98

“Our childhood memories are amongst the most beautiful and timeless treasures of our lives.” Jacqueline


It was a delight to watch the joyful amusement of the young child as he ran around with his motorized fish. He had caught the real thing and no one could tell him otherwise.

I believe it would be refreshing as an adult to see things sometimes through the eyes of a child 🙂


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Curiosity…Every day beautiful people #54

CURIOSITY. “Millions saw the apple fall, but Newton asked why.” Bernard Baruch


The desire to know arouses the interest of discovery. He kept peering closely at me as I fiddled with my camera, keeping me company for a lil’ bit while I explained what I was doing to him.

I told him that I was equally as curious as he is 🙂

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Below is my first Poetry Book “Out of the silent breath” which is available on Amazon and Smashwords.

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Out of the silent breath

Mesmerize me with the harmonious flow of your words,

that drops from your pale glossy lips.

That I may drink in each syllable,

to nourish and satisfy the deep yearn within.

Family · The Daily Post

A gap too wide to bridge…

Yes, we were generations apart

our understanding was never at par,

but when you looked me in the eye’s

the love that shone through

cut through every generation gap.


© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha
Generation, The Daily Post Prompt

Below is my first just published Poetry Book “Out of the silent breath” which is available on Amazon and Smashwords.

When you buy my book, you support me in an invaluable manner.

Out of the silent breath

Never leave me lonely

With words left unsaid

You walk away into the dark

Like a mist that melts away

Family · Personal · Photographs

To my child of promise…


Your legs are stretching longer

each day extra inches are added

as you gallop out of cradle-hood

into the years of boyhood.

I marvel at the speed of time

so fast, you’ve already turned nine

tears prick my eyes in wistful thoughts

as I go back through the years.

Through the years of your babyhood

holding on to mama’s hands

you are always close

hugging and dogging her footsteps.

You, my greatest cheerleader

my fiercely protective one

my loving support

my son and my friend.

You are always quick to notice my looks

never failing to pay heartwarming compliments

“you look beautiful mama, the bestest mother ever,                                                                                      

 I love you to the moon and back always,” and indeed you do.

My Chiemerigo – The Lord has won                                                                                                                

you are a beautiful child through and through

a generous, kind soul and considerate one

your earnest eyes are eager to help me

and quick to forgive and apologize

My child of promise

you’ve promised me everything under the Sun

your words “I’ll always take care of you, mama,” which are older than your days, never fails to

make my heart expand in love and                                                                                                                  

makes me wonder at the wisdom bestowed to such a young one

May the arching rainbows of your life remain vivid and bright

may the Lord’s lamp remain at your feet and direct your steps.

His Grace and Mercy shall never depart from you

as you journey through life, the Lord will uphold you.

He will surround you and will remain your right hand.

To my Child of Promise,

your days are blessed.                                                                                                                                        

Today as you turn nine, I give God all the glory.

Happy birthday my boy.

I love you to the moon and back, if not further.

Love, Mama


Haiku · Poetry/Poems · Rononvan's Weekly Haiku Challenge

From the Pit, To Greatness….Ronovan’s weekly Haiku challenge

An smart combination of words we have this week for Ronovan Writes Weekly Haiku Prompt Challenge., ‘Star’ and ‘Child’.

Here are my two takes.

Finally they rescued the child
From the pit
The mother thanked her Star.


She is a child prodigy
Destined for greatness
Her star quality shines through.

© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha

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