The Woman with the Short Brown Hair

She smells of hardwork and motherhood

Her scent permeates the room immediatlely after she enters

Her eyes are forced open and the bags beneath droop lower than yesterday 

The wrinkles in her face become more striking, making her appear years older 

This is the woman woman with the short brown hair 

Her soul is one of experience

When she speaks, she speaks with passion and integrity 

She is confident and always sure of herself 

She always says what she means, and means what she says 

This is the woman with the short brown hair 

She is stronger than most men of any stature

Her ability to nurse anything or anyone back to life is almost unbelievable 

She offers advice for any situation and its always good advice 

Her spirit is gentle always

This is the woman with the short brown hair 

Her hair is short because it became to much to manage 

She is always moving and hardly ever still 

Her long, luscious locks became unbearable with the burden of motherhood 

She gave them away to a child who needed them more

My mom is the woman with the short brown hair 

She is my inspiration.

 

 

 

 

 

This poem is about: 
My family

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