Her heart cries out loud for a saviour
Head up high, they say she should
But the pains she carries are higher
Someone to talk to,she is in need
The water that flows from her eyes to
her chin, can you wipe it though
No body can see what her heart holds
Only she and her creater
The woman who birth her cannot tell
That her precious is troubled inside
If she knew she would comfort her
Heavenly have mercy for her peace
She is blinded loved can't she see
Not all love can be compared to hers
For the love of a mother is unlimited
It overflows deeper than into oceans
©rolivhuwa
R