Rose
Your life comes from within the earth,
where your roots are hidden,
but your beauty is uncovered.
When heavy rains take out your leaves,
you smile at them,
for you know they are giving you life.
When the night comes,
in darkness you prepare yourself,
for the morning to come,
and present yourself flawless to your owner.
Indeed, you don't only have the beauty of a woman,
but you also posses the heart of a mother,
who always cry in silence,
to force pain into silence.
Copyright © Mashudu Nemadzivhani | Year Posted 2018
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