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SWEET MOTHERS
SWEET MOTHERS
She works all day and joins her dawn with night
for something that can't be so clear to sight.
Her work is non-stop like the clever bee
from meals, to clothes, to cleaning and then tea.
All these are done while being kind to her spouse,
who answers her from his revered repose.
He has worked hard on his high-polished verse,
that who can disturb him will get his curse.
His wife is caring for her angry son;
his pencil broke and his pen was stolen.
She listens with great patience and with love;
his kicks inside her womb are still alive.
Great women , one of you is Jesus' mum.
She felt the same like mums from cross to womb.
Her Son has chosen her and not a man
to be the mum of heights as no man can.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
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She works all day and joins her dawn with night
for something that can't be so clear to sight.
Her work is non-stop like the clever bee
from meals, to clothes, to cleaning and then tea.
All these are done while being kind to her spouse,
who answers her from his revered repose.
He has worked hard on his high-polished verse,
that who can disturb him will get his curse.
His wife is caring for her angry son;
his pencil broke and his pen was stolen.
She listens with great patience and with love;
his kicks inside her womb are still alive.
Great women , one of you is Jesus' mum.
She felt the same like mums from cross to womb.
Her Son has chosen her and not a man
to be the mum of heights as no man can.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
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