Sunday, 10 June 2012
HEROINE. My life has been a battle field, You've been the knight in a torn armor, Determined commander at the battalion, Engaged your rivals with no fear, No retreate no surrender anytime To keep my ass off the granades And my feet off the underground Landmines of mass destruction. You turned into a tigress to keep your Child from a shameful yoke, To protect the freedom of my realm. The battle you joined as an Exciting and romantic adventure, Inflicted pain and made marks on your skin, But never retreated or surrender, You loudly condenmed my behaviours And demanded iron descipline in me. Wake up is five am, and Lights out is ten pm everyday, With no expectations of sleep. And one free hour per day To caution, talk to your son and Prepare for me for the new next day. For the everyday raising percentage Of mothers losing life giving birth, You're a phenomenon brave mama, I'm a delighted grateful son to have you, You're a heroine mother on earth.
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