Her life is shambles
I can see the pain she trys to hide
It seeps threw her eyes
Telling a deep truth
The horror story of her youth
Memories she blocked
Locked away chain and box
She strives for a better life
Never lets anyone see her cry
She is a mother
One of a kind
Only a few can see the sacrifice she makes for her son to have a happy life
Day bye day I see fire in her eyes
I see the flames start to rise
Her home is burning down
You can here the crys
She is a strong woman
From the ashes you will see her rise
Memories and skeltons have turned into ashes
Burnt and melted away like plastic
Now a new love can rise
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Author:
Chaoscasie (
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- Comment from author about the poem: The struggle most mothers go threw not many can see.
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WELCOME CC ~ Thanks for a well crafted poem replete with rhyme and rhythm ! Being a MOTHER is the most rewarding and the most demanding role a Woman can face and it is a unique role no Man can share. My Mother (now 58) is the most awesome Lady i know and always will be ! This is a great tribute to your Mother ~ Thanks for caring and sharing. Yours BRIAN ~ Please check my poems ~ Thanks B
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