Respect the mother with the Angel baby
Whose love is hidden and suppressed by love lost
Loved and lost again
…and again
She reaches towards the heavens with a question
Why me?
“Why choose to tease, when you know how to ease my aching soul.”
She said
Why must I go through this?
Lurking behind the chambers of her heart lies a
memory
…Senses of a child unborn.
Clutching her stomach daily because she just can’t knock the feeling
that there was,
and still is something there.
Respect her, for her baby will never crawl, walk, then run,
…but flies towards the sunrise.
And still she pushes on…
Praying like it’s all she’s got.
Only through faith does she
achieve it.
Every day, trying to catch up with a never ending plight to sanity.
Just take a minute to Respect her for all she
has had to overcome,
and let her know that you are with her.
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