She swims seas swaddled in strength.
She scolds as deft as she dotes
Her heart heaves as heavy as it hurts
That’s a woman!
When half of the world leaves
Even when the man leaves
Because he can’t feed the kids
Around, long enough.
When no one cares enough to clean the mess
And catch her look of tolerant amusement;
That’s a mother.
She sits through all the hazards that life bring
With a patient shrug;
She smiles at grief
Home is her safe place
Even when the master;
She holds water
Enough for a deer.
To survive all till the tides turn
She rains fire for fights more than Pentecost
She is that desert rose.