Her Mother

She has a mother, yet she feels alone,

For her love is reserved for a brother known.

She yearns for affection, but it's not in sight,

Her heart aches in sorrow every single night.

The love of a mother, a precious thing,

But to her brother, it's what she will bring.

Her loneliness grows, a feeling so deep,

It's a pain that's hard to hide or keep.

Her mother's old mindset holds her back,

Restrictions set, that make her feel like a hack.

Taunts of marriage come her way,

As if it's the only thing she can do each day.

"Depend on a man," her mother repeats,

"His family will help you, life will be sweet."

But she knows in her heart that's not her way,

She wants to live freely, to explore and play.

She stands for herself, strong and brave,

Motivating herself to step out of that cave.

She knows God is with her, guiding her way,

And she won't give up until she's found her own say.

The world may be tough, and people may judge,

But she won't let them take away her nudge.

Her imagination runs wild, her dreams are vast,

She knows in her heart, she'll make them last.

So, she walks with her head held high,

Ready to face the world, and reach for the sky.

For she is a warrior, with strength so pure,

A girl who won't let society's mindset obscure.