:::Mother; the burden bearer:::

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Mother; the burden bearer.
Bends her back boldly.
Backing all the bale and badness we should beware
Yet, beneath her boldness, is a beaming beauty.

Mother; the burden bearer.
Built back our homes,
Because her chest, like a bureau of blessings blesses bigger.
Yet, birding the world over her bending bones.

Mother; the burden bearer.
Bakes the beans and breastfeeds the babies.
Breakers the hardships broader and bolder.
Burning woods and candles burning bright.
Breeding babbling babes to the best sight.




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