The magic of motherhood

The magic she spreads, comes from within. Added layer by layer and although the are thin…

They become a shield, a compass, a sword.

Her voice, like music every note and chord.

It heals the wounds that where created during the day.

But like every fairy, she has her own way.

Her own way of making this world a better place.

She does not let chaos lead and runs at her own pace.

All the energy she has goes to the greater good.

She dreams that the may live on the best they could.

When the day is done she sits and takes her rest.

So she can start another day doing what she does best.