Mother's scars
The heart of every mother has a scar\nLike the night clear sky is lighted by a star\nEvery cry of her child leaves tiny scars\nreminding us a million of brightly beaming stars...\nChild's broken knees and bruises, fever, cough\nThe scars are added as if never were enough...\nWithout those marks moms have no hearts...\nNot just a few scars, dozens... Myriads \nOf countless sleepless nights...\nThe very first offenses - small from the first sight \nWith every new scar hotter is the mother's heart...Despite it all, she has a view:\n- Do not be scared, my love, I am with you.\n\nMeanwhile, her children are becoming \ngrownups at once\nThey come and go, they meet and bounce \nWhile comprehending bends of adult life,\nThey struggle and strive...\nBut still their moms \nare gathering their bigger scars... \nimprints of pain,\nthey feel they know, \nbut they cannot complain...\nThis bond is like a miracle indeed\nA scar/a star is our every deed\nMom will take half of pain -\nIf she can, even more...\nI've never seen anything similar before \nIf only needed, your mom is always there...\nThis bond with anything you can't compare \nIf it's important - she will take a breath, \nWithout those scars her heart ain't beating in her chest...