Hard like hercules, she's gentle inside,
brave front she might put, she's weeping inside,
she's the one who's naive to worldly compromises,
rigid she is, deviod of all vices.
She might be mum, her eyes says it all,
calm like a abandoned river,
worlds collide in her heart,
she collects thorns in her hem...
To be completed: -)
motherhood is the best gift God has showered to woman and to this world...the compassion of a mother cannot be matched....touching....well composed
mother is our every minutes.....and seconds...............
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I would like to translate this poem
calm like an abandioned river- nice imagery. i have written a poem on the motherhood too. pl read it when you have time