Dear Mother,
Your words are like fire,
They burn and can hurt sometimes.
Your words are like the rising sun,
Bright and lighting up the world.
Your words are like a knife,
Sharp and useful many times.
Your words are like a potter’s wheel,
Moulding and shaping masterpieces.
Your words are like seeds planted,
They surely will grow.
#amothersinspiration
#inspirationalthoughts
#mothersofgreatness
#motherhoodispower
