hidden from the accolades of being all
often forgotten in the midst of successes
shallow words of praise follow us
canvasing for real depth isn't needed
walking in the shoes of someone that will go anywhere
wearing the dress that knows no boundaries of work
hearing the happiness in the voice that encourages
is given freely and without superficial reasons
embraced by many that pass her by
cloaked in a darkness that only shows dashes of light
these mothers stand where no other dare look
without question.... invisible and always present
©1998-2009 Claretta Taylor Webb. All Rights Reserved
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