Mama Poem by Portia S..

She's my candle
That shines in the corner.
She lighting up the darkest room;
And fill it with warm.

She cried at night
When no one notice.
In the morning she feeds her children,
With smile on her face.

Never saw a woman,
Who bears the burden in silence.

She hides the pain beautifully.

Like eagle she spread her wings and fly;
Like a big tree her branches spread.
Flowers starts to bloom.

Portia.