She Is A Mother.
A paragon of fertility and blessedness
An embodiment of beauty
She bears the pain grandly
With her deceptive thin shoulders
With her profound professionalism
She fits in as a mother and wife
Her double tasking can be so flawless and perfect
She is at the forefront of the home
More like the ruling master in the guise
Her poise, her regal and charisma
Speaks confident volumes of her nature
A mother indeed and in need
A wife that is a pillar
A sister that is always there -
The perfect shoulder
She is a mother
A stronghold, a solace and a refuge
Thank you for your time.
My pen doesn't bleed, it speaks, with speed and ease.
Still me,
My tongue is like the pen of a ready writer.
Olawalium; (Love's chemical content, in human form). Take a dose today: doctor's order.
A mother is the axis of every child, when my father died, my mother took care of everything and very well, when my mother died, the house was empty, her presence was needed, her words, everything, a mother is irreplaceable.
Happy Wednesday
So true...mothers are irreplaceable, my friend.
Greetings @olawalium, without a doubt the most valuable being that we can have.
Thanks a lot. Good to have you here.
reading this poem i thought about my moher real. thanks
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There is only one mother, and we have to appreciate her, giving her our best, day by day, without waiting for any specific day.
That's so true.