If you look at mothers Poem by Véronique Pittolo

If you look at mothers, you can see that queens are not as beautiful as their daughters. Pony-tails engender children who clear dirty dishes from the table. The debt of little girls is clear, clean, indisputable, the gross amount is income for the boys.

Sacrifice, the gift of oneself, unselfishness, overstep the mark: ironing, cooking, supermarket or small shops. It's possible to prefer division to connection, a side parting to a falling fringe.