The Mother - Poem by Happy Hannah
When life is harder than she thinks,
she becomes stronger than she used to be.
She struggles to survive all her life,
dealing with obstacles as best she could.
Not only for one life she owns
but also for her own child's.
Everyone has own life to live as in own way.
But the mother has own life to live
as in her child way.
Seven times she falls down
Eight times she gets up.
It is because she thinks of her child
as her driving force even when
the situation is tough to held her head up.
As remain as the gravity law
The mother's love will stay last.
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