MOTHER

I know a woman who started her life with a basket of tomatoes.

she's a literati with no formal education yet, she earned a certificate of excellence in leadership.

she's found worthy in both learning and character. she doesn't wear suit but her cloth is a drape of sacrifice and perspiration.

I know a woman that wasn't like other women. she's just herself and  simply symbolic.

she's the woman in all women and belongs to everybody.

I know a woman, not just a woman but a woman that gave birth to all women.

she is the reason humans multiply. We all call her generically a woman but her essence in life named her MOTHER.




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