The size of her heart
The length of her arms

The stride in her steps
Even when she's tired
No time for lack

The sweat on her forehead
The arch in her back
It's transforming into a hump

She's more than a woman

Working three jobs to get the job done
No time for pleasure
Always trying to make ends meet

Putting everyone's needs before those of her own

She's more than a woman

She bore three children
But she's carrying the weight of an entire family

Her red is the color of success
And in my heart she should have the admiration of the best

She's more than a woman
She's my mother