The labels are plenty;
Some earned, and some given.
I've shed some, and gained some
For the world that we live in.
Not always patient,
Nor always kind;
Sometimes my attributes
Are quite hard to find.
Whatever you call me -
This, that, or the other;
None matters to me more
Than being a mother.
For him - for my child,
I hope for nothing else,
Than he ignore all those labels
While defining himself.
- انضمJanuary 3, 2021
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