Mother of Strength: An African Ode
With every dawn, African mothers rise,
Their strength a flame, that burns with gentle might.
Through trials and tests, they stand as one,
Their love a shield, that guards their children well.
In village markets, they weave and they sell,
Their entrepreneurial spirit, a story to tell.
With hands that nurture, and hearts that care,
They tend the garden, of life’s tender share.
Through societal norms, they navigate with ease,
Their resilience a beacon, in challenging seas.
They preserve our heritage, with every tale,
Passing down traditions, with love that prevails.
With ankara prints, they wrap their love around,
A vibrant expression, of motherhood profound.
Their beauty shines, like a sunrise bright,
Illuminating paths, through life’s darkest night.
With every step, a legacy unfolds,
A heritage of strength, that never grows old.
Their hearts beating strong, with a love so true,
A testament to African mothers, forever anew.
