My mother have a heart of stone In the depths of her gaze, a heart of stone, A fortress of strength, unyielding and alone. Her love, like a river, runs deep and wide, But her heart, like stone, holds secrets inside. She weathered the storms, stood tall and strong, Carved by the years, where sorrows belong. Her touch, like marble, cold to the touch, Yet within her, a love that's boundless and much. A mother's heart, though seemingly stone, Holds love and wisdom, a beauty all its own. For in her strength, there's tenderness too, A heart of stone, yet love shines through. So though she seems unyielding, tough, and austere, Her love's a treasure, precious and clear. For in the depths of her heart of stone, Lies a love that's eternal, forever known. My mother , my pride. Her love doesn't go narrow, it goes wide. With her guidance, l have learn to swallow my pride. For her tears l would shade, She is my mother. Thank you @Umali Chimatilo