She ate heavily, sacrificed her charm,
to make us beautiful
She controlled her desires, her anger
so as to make us bloom
She took little step while Carrying us in her womb,
to make us stand
She cried and endured the pain
To make us live and flourish
She is the mother
Who only laughed when we first cried
And, ever since she endured all our pain
To make us smile
Indeed, she is the shadow of god
Forever shiny
To make us blessed
Eternities will come and diminish
But her love will grow to make us strong
And what we are!
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