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Too every woman Out there That walked the walked. An did not talk the talk. Where patience , perseverance and daily on their knees. Was the battle they fought. To keep and not disperse of the roaring lions. As faced with such situations. Where children and grandchildren. Were more than a hand full or two. The rebellion The rage The anger Was like lava being spewed out of a volcano. The body being battered The brain being tormented. And many times , telling yourself. Enough is enough. I can't do this anymore. But you stood You stood Waiting for change to come. So today as mother's day is approaching. I salute every woman. Who did not give up But hung in till change did come. And too all those who are still going through it. I pray that God will sustain you and me. Till the change comes for us. Because if God did not give up on us. How can we give up on them Happy 😁 Mother's Day. To each and every woman out there. Who had the courage. Too never give up.
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May 7
May 7, 2026 at 3:41 PM UTC
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Too every woman Out there That walked the walked. An did not talk the talk. Where patience , perseverance and daily on their knees. Was the battle they fought. To keep and not disperse of the roaring lions. As faced with such situations. Where children and grandchildren. Were more than a hand full or two. The rebellion The rage The anger Was like lava being spewed out of a volcano. The body being battered The brain being tormented. And many times , telling yourself. Enough is enough. I can't do this anymore. But you stood You stood Waiting for change to come. So today as mother's day is approaching. I salute every woman. Who did not give up But hung in till change did come. And too all those who are still going through it. I pray that God will sustain you and me. Till the change comes for us. Because if God did not give up on us. How can we give up on them Happy 😁 Mother's Day. To each and every woman out there. Who had the courage. Too never give up.
For those who wait upon the Lord. He shall renew their strength. They shall mount up on the wing's 🪽 of an eagle. They shall run and not grow weary. They shall walk an never faint.
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May 7
May 7, 2026 at 3:41 PM UTC
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