I'm a mother
To all the younger ones after me
I had no say to be born this way
I stand tall,strong and confident
Because I had to grow faster
Losing my childhood too early
I smile ,even if I get scolded
for the wrongs of my younger ones
I should teach them the right and wrong
I must do what is right
To make them follow my steps
I can't make mistakes
For they will learn
I'm a second mother to them
A pillar no one recognise
A hawk who must protect her chick
Through the pain and sorrow
I have grown to become a mother
In the absence and presence of it all
A second mother no one recognises


© Llyn writes