Behind the strength, are they tired days and silent cries and hope running low...
They see resilient confidant, deep down a fake smile is a cup that has empty out...
No longer running on low just here for a face that shows, hope and glow that one day these fused battery will live......
I wanna cry for , I feel ready to give in and tap out...
But, then a door open and a sound that says mommy you're all, I have been searching for......
A grip so tight with a sigh of hope, comfort and beaming eyes that watch me with so much pride......
So, I keep going, going and going for with every "thank you mama" , is a sign that, not only am I seen, loved and appreciated........
Those words, I keep, to live ,live & live until all my efforts give out the best........
Best in me, best of me, best to be , best I be with my life's partners and love nest....