She Is A Warrior

With a touch of tender and grace
the profound image she displays
her kind words instilled in my mind
as she is a warrior who stands
strong on her ground
like a beaming light
shining through the
darkness of night
contain with a pure joy of love

She reigns with the supreme
of wisdom guidance
bring the truth of the testament evident
of life-learning lessons
                                                           

She carries herself like the moonlight
exude in a brilliance trace
rise above the ocean tide
showing fearless of disastrous
Her presence provides

a sense of hope and solace
leading with endless and boundless
that no jewelry can compare
She gives without request
for a return with all the
unconditional sacrifices
Her smile sparks a radiant of hope
brighten up the sorrow of the day

Through each struggle
and triumph she inspires
to emulate
Her name claims
a legacy to remember
that remains in the heart
convey with an everlasting
of memory forever 
She comes to know
as my loving mother
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