Her strength though failing, she's resilient. She gave her all to put a smile on the lad she had given life. Her sacrifice wasn't for her but for those who stay around her. Her desire wasn't first, but that of others she had esteemed above hers. She wakes early and return to bed late. She gave herself sleepless nights,making reading what should sustain the family.
They say women are weak but she doesn't allow that crowds her mind as she toil endlessly putting the desire of her family first. She's not just a woman, she's a Mother and a wife. Charm are vain and beauty is deceitful. These, she doesn't allow lure her from her duties or make her shy off her duties. She's a Mother, weak from the outside but strong from in inside. Her hands are strong and with it she brings food from afar. Her eyes are focus,looking for opportunities that could bring a chance to the family welfare. Her mind is bold, taking risks and breaking status quo.
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She's a Mother, she's a wife. Her desire is for her husband all the days of her life. Her husband is praise in the threshold of the city gates. They call him bless , her children bless. With her hands she knit clothes for shelter for the family. She's a Mother, she's a wife. She's kind to the poor and lend out a helping hands to the needy, the depressed come to her and with a tender heart and a warmth hug, she holds them ,giving them hope and putting a smile on her face.
She's a Mother, she's a wife. Her toil doesn't end with the struggle of a nine months, she keeps on ,until she had made a brighter future for her children and has brought peace and joy to her husband.