Mother

A pint size lady of barely 5ft

She was bright like the full moon

while her groom was like the black moon

She lived with him for barely 30 years

She became his wife, partner and at times teacher and mother

She bore him 2 sons to carry his name

Slogged for his family and fed his guest

for duty, not for fame

He fell to cancer and little pain

She stood and nursed him again

He fell out of life and into death

She could not stand and went amok

She lost her mind for a while

Jumping and wailing

Banging her head on the wall

Asking God for her groom again to call

She wanted to kiss his lips and say "I love you" again

Pity, time has robed her forever

She picked up herself to move on

for her 2 sons to carry on

In the light of day she seems fine

Earning wages for her to freely dine

In the cloak of night she hides her sorrow

In sadness with tears, she wets her pillow