She is the epitome of strength The sun from which all seek life, Under her breast, we are nourished In her embrace, we are warmed. This woman works, Cultivates her field as the sun rises Stirs her pot as the sun sets. This woman, my mother. She is the continuation of a lineage The link between past and future The present, a missing rib to one son of Adam. Her eyes are not only windows to the soul But a reflection of her society. This woman works, Gains knowledge in books and art The light that guides all around her. This woman, my sister. She is the glue that pieces together a broken heart The blanket of warmth from a cold shoulder Rosa Parks on a bus seat She symbolizes beliefs and faith. This woman works The star that shines in the darkest of nights The way that bears the will of a people. This woman, my lover and friend. This woman works And today I celebrate her.... Happy womens day to all of ya,me lov u bigggg #peace
Posted on: Sat, 09 Aug 2014 05:56:03 +0000
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