A Mother's Day Poem for our favorite girl

Her Truth 

By: AstridRaww 

A mother’s love 

we’ve heard that poem

A mother’s touch 

we could go on and on

But our mother’s pain 

there is no song

As a ringing in the ears 

of time gone

Throughout her years

Her silent dreams

and hidden tears

has passed through us

Through Intelligent design 

to clear the dust 

of generational hurt and mistrust 

The silence speaks but it’s a must

If we don’t speak to that 

we don’t speak of her love

The love she exudes outside of her pain

or the one that she hides because of her shame 

The promises she kept despite the obstacles 

The ones that she didn’t because of the load

Which ever way we’ve grown to know 

our mother’s to this day

It means that much more her love 

we found through her pain.