Shoulder Poem by Oluwatosin Olaoye

Walking the hills and valley
Through the thick and thin jungle
In hollow deep ocean
Searching for the gold to mine
She's been the staff to walk with

From treading the land bare footed
Suffering thirsts from scorching sun
Cold from the drenching rains
Being carcass to various insect bites
Searching for cattle to milk
She's been the neck to the head


To this seemingly cruise
Love and care you never denied
Support and encourage you never starved
She's been the cork to the loaded barrel

She's promised when none shows up
She'll always show up and this vow
She's never failed

Cup raise for these proven saving angels...
The shoulders to the infallible cloths
Thank you can never be the word
Lew! Your selfless contributions
Too huge to bear
For such appreciative word.

®Specially inked for those women who have walked the rough path with their. And those still standing test of time with their men the dawn is nearer than can imagine

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