When the mother is left with young children,
The hands are full and the mind is not dull,
Her eyes are down on the children, who rattle,
Not on the spouse, who suddenly stops to tattle,
Young mother is as busy as a bee, flying around,
The messy house to have the neat hive and honey,
She is not a queen bee to order the servants,
She is a human and needs help and love,
Helpless responsible young mothers are great,
For they have sacrificed their comfort for their brood,
So many professionals gave up their career,
For the love that they have upon their future,
Young mothers of the world, just relax and not to cry,
So much work day in and day out, but you are the Gods,
To provide what your young children need,
To cover them with comfort of loving blanket,
To protect them from all invisible germs and harms,
To plant the seeds of care in their mind to bloom,
Disciplined children are the outcome of your salty sweat,
Continue to sacrifice as our ancestors did.
the noblest vocation calling of the human spirit... raising children! much respect should be given to young mothers, and fathers!
u owe more to your mother than the God for your existence. the causewell projected.
poignant, eloquent, brilliant.................I do not find any replacement for dedication of a mother which is well penned in your poem. flow in your poem is also nice.10++++++++++ Regards.
true, the centre of love, caring, teaching in the home, nice writing.
A very worthy tribute to mothers and there undying love for their children. She wakes up early to take care of household chores before her brood arises. She continues going even still. Thank God for them. Very good.
A great tribute to all mothers who are synonyms for sacrifice...................a brilliant piece nicely crafted.................
Salute to all mothers..beautiful write! Paradise is under the feet of mothers....
Beautiful tribute, saluting all mothers—the gatekeepers of life. We appreciate them profoundly. This piece would make a lovely Mother’s Day presentation.
An Honor given, An Honor Granted, It is a really profound poem, one that brings upon a very important social element of young mothers, Tribute given! Tribute Taken The_African_Son
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful salute to motherhood. Yes, mothers you are appreciated the world over. Now I must return to care for the little cutthroats under my charge. I can say that I am Pirate.