She's a fool in the eye of the foolish
But excellent in the mind of the wise
She's so weird before the ignorant eyes
For she just borrowed wings from flies
In the morning she's an angel
Giving color and atmosphere
At noon she's a sweet butterfly
Giving cool to every one's eye
Against the heat of the sunlight
This butterfly will play at sight
But when evening touches so fright
You're scared of the horrible dark
Behold she turned into a firefly
To gives you strength and joy at night
This borrowed wings of delight
Foolish don't value for it's just a waste
The wise highly appreciate
For no wisdom can create a mind like this
But ignorant descriminating spirit
Never tasted her value so great
She's our own mother who always care
Don't think her job a low career
She's a producer and we're the consumer
A greatest woman stage is when shes
get to be a mother
She has all freedom though borrowed wings!
©lineshaker
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