Mother of No Child
The mother of all
Protective and humble
With her manners that stands tall
A female that makes fledglings of no grumble
In her words are salvaging advice
A woman of virtue
The best of all that nurture humanity
She is cool, her presence is for the hurting; a medicated wool
Special she is
Forgotten not she will be
She will be told from one to another down through history
For the best of the best of women is she
Copyright © White Sage | Year Posted 2015
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