She wakes up early, she prepares the kids
Gets them ready for a day at school
With tired hands and hopeful eyes
She steers her children onto the right path.
She braves the storms and calms the waves
And in her exhaustion she stays the course.
She wears her sacrifice as a disguise
Protecting her ducklings through thick and thin.
The Single mum who fights the world
Builds a life and tries to mend
Every problem that impacts her babies,
The Mighty pillar her children rely on.
So even if the world forgets her name
Or tries to dim her quiet flame
She will never succumb nor will she bend
And will continue to the end
MARYANN BOSAH 