To the strongest woman I will ever know.
At first you may seem to be a volcano ready to explode,
And as you do, out comes love.
You don't have to explain; mom understands.
You'll fix our mistakes with only one hand.
Your fingers have strength to wipe the tears.
Your palms have strength to balance me here.
Your bruises and your beauty are in clear view.
An in-depth reflection of the fighting you do.
Not once did I have to go against a demon,
And when they disappeared, it was because you already beat them.
To the strongest woman I will ever know,
At first you may seem to be a volcano ready to explode,
And as you do out comes love.
Out Comes Love
Published by Family Friend Poems December 2014 with permission of the Author.
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