To the Childless Mother

Having a child is a blessing and not by efforts or will and wealth Neither by only health and strength It’s like the air that all the time blows Towards any direction it pleases, it blows Having children is fun But comes when it is timed to come like the sun Man is not responsible if it decides to shine or not Of course, that authority, we have not. Let the barren live comfortable in the midst of their trauma I even urge them to stay out of the realm of that trauma Have fun and dine in the world you can make a heaven Barrenness does not disqualify one from going to Heaven Neither is it a defect of becoming a mother A needy child you pick will definitely call you mother And of course it is your actions and care that make you a mother Remember, not all child bearers are mothers The care, love, affection, protection and upbringing of a child make mothers!