Everything about her is so special
You touch her hand and feel it's cold
As if it was a metal
Asking the lord
Please make her feel better
Those stunning eyes
Their gorgeous color
Look at them and feel her magic power
Let your hand run through her hair
You will know how it feels to touch the rainbow rain
......
I am not thin
For my stomach is not flat
My skin no longer tight
And I often see myself as fat
I am not sexy
And I am not tall
My ass is not round
And my breasts are not full
......
There once was a woman tamed with internal toil
Guarded and gutted, lost and forgotten
Her heart brimmed with passion for the broods she bore
Yet the stagnant air wept at the musty wooden door
No longer rising by the sun’s sail
Her heavy limbs silently seeped toward the floor
Too weary to feel too numb to mourn
The degree of fear she’s felt within was no flaw
......
Racing towards the weekend, Mom is full of joy.
A hard week’s worth of work, all worth it and so
she can see her little boy.
Once Saturday morn hits,
they play outside all day in the sun.
The boy laughs and wonders,
Why can’t every day be this fun?
They go and get ice cream
......
You wake me with a hug...
As the sun begins to rise...
You ask if I slept well...
Wipe the sleep from my eyes...
You dress me for school...
In all my favorite clothes...
You tell me I look just perfect...
As only a loving mother knows...
......
A special day in which you gave life
That breath accompanied with the first cry
Went through tremendous pain
Which were not in vain
The love and care which you have shown
Second to that which is above
The rooftop and walls bear witness to your prayer
As you fervently demanded our blessings from the maker
Your strength leaves me in awe
Structured our life with the holy law
......
Everything about her is so special
You touch her hand and feel it's cold
As if it was a metal
Asking the lord
Please make her feel better
Those stunning eyes
Their gorgeous color
Look at them and feel her magic power
Let your hand run through her hair
You will know how it feels to touch the rainbow rain
......
I was sent to the edge of that cliff, and there I sat.
There I stared into the void, the nothingness.
I felt the rock from beneath sifting...crumbling.
Stillness
I could not find the strength, as the earth beneath disinterested.
......
Momma, I know you've beaten down my mind,
But oh, the ways I remember
How you've been whipped by God.
I recall your force-fed tears,
The illness of loneliness.
I want to cry,
Recalling bedtime
Knowing we heard your cries,
Yet you couldn't stop.
I don't understand why I was traumatized,
......
Cutting the umbilical cord was so fearful
and letting them go so difficult and tearful.
Confusion and doubt came flooding into my soul
my future uncertain now that I’ve lost my role.
My nest was empty now that my fledglings had flown
for they had gone their own way and left me alone.
But my undying love and care will never end
because I will always be their mother and friend.