Walking the hills n valley
Through the thick n thin jungle
In hollow deep ocean
Searching for the gold to mine
She's been the staff to walk with

From treading the land bare footed
Suffering thirsts from scorching sun
Cold from the drenching rains
Being carcass to various insect bites
Searching for cattle to milk
She's been the neck to the head

To this seemingly cruise
Love n care never denied
Support n encouragement never starved
She's been the cork to the loaded barrel

She's promised when none shows up
She'll always show up and this vow
She's never failed

Cups raise for these proven saving angels...
The shoulders to the infallible cloths
Thank you can never be the word
Lew! Your selfless contributions
Too huge to bear
For such appreciative word.

©'Felaoye