Ode to Her [1.3]

she shall be called 

woman

fearfully and wonderfully made

helper

 sharing with the needy

caring for the ill

unphased by the texture color or smell of sick

ironing meticulously bearing burns

from the pop of simmering labouyi bannann

repetition of duties never grow stale

acts of service is her love language

bearing in pain 

this generation and generations to come

her aches are present 

but never announced

grumbling or complaining is not her style

though discipline is not enjoyable while it is happening

she trains her children in the way they should go

reaping the harvest of the discipline sewn

she runs postnatal tea baths 

for her daughter

now a mother

trains disciplines sews 

she has traveled a journey 

longer than haiti to boston 

with purpose

a better life and love

in Christ

diligent and steadfast

brave and courageous

never veering to the left or right

righteous

her children rise and call her

blessed

is her husband

he praises her

praise her

praise Him.

“Many women have done excellently, but you surpass them all.”

— Proverbs 31:29 (ESV)