Mother
Wound up tight like a bobbin
ready to spin into action
Sewing lines for those to walk in
the footsteps of her and hers
Taking charge to ensure we have everything
its second nature and is her reason to breathe
Nurture and protect the kin of own skin
her resilience, inspires and motivates
The long term gains
Will run through veins
of Mothers bairns
and theirs and theirs
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