Motherhood
A poem dedicated to the hard work of mothering
She gives all
Everyday she stands tall
Her love is strong
protects like no other
In her baby there is no wrong
She is there when no one is present
holds your hand in times of grief
She does it all with contentment
Never let’s go no matter how strong the storm
hasn’t missed a day since you were born
She never gives up
pushes through sometimes alone
cries in her hands at night
because the father is long gone
Moves forward because she must fight on
A blessing like no other
to be called mother
the truth lies in her beauty
and motherhood will always remain her duty
she seeks no fame only love and affection
Estacious
