A Mothers Journey
At conception a mother love them.
At birth her pangs are strong and everlasting
But, she bares them.
A child takes all her time
And under all the stress a small smile makes everything seem fine.
Her days morph together from the lack of sleep
But her life is now for her babies to keep.
She watches others give way to partying and lust
While she stays home and cares for her child with every touch.
A Mother does not resent the burdens of a child
Because, every moment makes a mother’s life worthwhile.
A mothers Journey is never ending
Because a child life is her everlasting mending.