Weak; she looks
Strength; her beauty
She has the eyes of pain
But a vision for gain.
Her name is courage
Not like any type of name
She is caressed by tears
And embraced by fears.
Yet, she makes love with boldness
Bear forth a child called fearless A
A child worth living for A child worth
dying for.
Head surrounded by braids
Heart encircled by love
Brain; full of thoughts. Mind; embodied with affection.
She is a cedar
Planted on the field of Agape Her
scent drives away loneliness Away
to a land of no return.
Made with the finest of virtues
Girded with the garments of sacrifice
She gives her very last
Just to save her very own.
She lives to see her own survive
She fights to find shelter. She kills to protect
She dies to give her own a good life.
Haggard; she may look
Angelic; her true nature
Her aura is crested in gold
One that can never be sold.
She is called Mother!
A name like no other
A true definition of care
A perfect representation of fortitude.