Mother

Might of a valorous tigress, chasing hopes up the fervescent hill.                          Femininity is no stopping to overcoming the obstacles life places before her.    She travails eclipsing her fears like the claws of a hammer pulling up a nail in the sill, and like a mignonette with it's delicious fragrance, she attracts and pulls everyone to her                                                                 

Listen to the beat of her mortar, resonating a message of her delicious meals. Listen to the regular disturbance of her children crying aloud for attention. She travails enveloping her own under her wings like a hen's seal. Like a carnivore, she devours, she defends, she rules her sanction.           

 Mama! Mama! Mama! Her son cries out waving the empty gourd she is endowed with a fierce ocean of love and care ...in the absence of the light she shines, illumimating this dark world,.                       

Like an iroko continues to thrive in the wind, so she dares.