The Woman Who Scripted Her Life

A young widow,

All of thirty,

Stood alone,

At the crossroads of her life,

When life dealt a nasty blow,

That none can ever take.

She fell to her feet,

Unable to bear the pain.

 

She was tossed,

In the deep sea of life.

The hurricane mercilessly

Lashed her hard.

Toppled her and threw her

In a no man’s land

To find her own path.

 

She was bruised all over,

Bleeding …with no one left

To lift her.

Crestfallen and defeated,

She trembled…

Shaking all over,

With nothing left,

Except her will.

 

 

She held her little off springs,

Close to her bosom,

With what little might,

Was left in her.

One last time,

She looked back at fate,

Tears welling in her eyes,

And took the first step forward!

 

Many lives were shaped,

And destinies formed,

by her dedicated hands. 

Though her own life was incomplete,

She made it fulfilling for many

Never one to complain,

Was always a picture of grace-

Even in the turbulent years.

 

Rest is history,

She left behind a rich legacy,

Of Faith, Determination,

Generosity, Selflessness

And all human qualities,

That anyone would possess.

When life was fair to them.

 

Life was more than unfair,

Yet she bore,

Everything in silence,

Without a murmur,

By offering herself,

To the Almighty,

In whom she had,

Unshakeable faith.

 

Faith works…effort wins,

Is the story of her life,

That I got to see,

In close proximity,

In all the sixty years,

That I was blessed to be,

With the unsung hero

Of my life,

MY MOTHER!!!

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