Folds
gradually creeping into her surface
And the image staring back at her in the mirror
She
does not recognize this face
This
is what she has been reduced to
While
the man, this man she gave her life to
Is on
globetrotting missions with his new catch
“Does
she know what she’s in for?” begs the question
Four
lives she brought fourth,
Raised
two of them to independent age
Two
still looking up to her
She
is their ma’ and pa’
Thirty
ages on, she looks back, four lives,
1,2,3
and Mark the only son, a purpose to face each day
The
strength within, can shake the universe
It’s
her unbreakable being that propels her to splendor
