Ceddy

You are our Sheroes

With you, you protected the nation

To nourish multiple generations.

You took the wounds upon yourself

Never letting the pain to hinder you

Knowing a great future was ahead

But a great fight was to get you bled.

Keeping yourself up all night  

the whole morning

In the day

You had no sleep

Your lack of sleep has created now prosperous country

That without your strong backbone

We would not have

We thank God for the strength that was sent down 

And directly inside your flesh and muscles




You were a father to children, a son to your parents

You were a mother to children, a daughter to your mother

I call you my sheroes

  • Author: Cesuke (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 14th, 2022 23:27
  • Category: Special occasion
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