At the thought of you I am proud.
At the sight of you I am heart broken.
How can I be both heart broken & proud at the same time?
It is you that manifests those feelings out of me.
You make your entrance, but tiresome surrounds you.
You hold up a smile, but your eyes and lines show restlessness.
Your beauty seeps through the blemishes of hard work and old age.
I see weakness trying to take over you, but you do not let it.
Instead, you bring hope and strength unto me.
You put a silence to my complaints.
Your every action speaks of love.
Despite your many years of toil and struggle, you continue with great strength
because you "are doing this for us."
You are my inspiration, my role model, and the reason I will not quit.
You've given to me. It is my turn to give unto you.
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