I” theory take a later of course without “O” and you will see that all are build with “I”.
Girls are pearls, ladies are rubies, mothers are moulders, and women are wonderful.
A woman is a loving mother, a gorgeous daughter, and beautiful angel of imagination.
My mama steps out of her dress
and drops it, an inheritance falling to my feet.
She stands alone: bathed, blooming,
burdened with nothing of this world.
Her body is naked and beautiful,
her wings gray and scorched,
her brown eyes piercing the brown of mine.
I watch her departure, her flapping wings:
She doesn’t look back, not even once,
not even to whisper my name
A Mother & Daughter’s Love Is Never Separated
You were formed inside a borrowed womb-a nourishing safe haven for months-then delivered through painful effort and sacrifice by a woman willing to give you the precious gift of life. That truth alone deserves your gratitude and respect.
…But behind all your stories is always your mother’s story, because hers is where yours begins.
In order to protect the honour of her motherland, she had betrayed the trust of her mother.
She hadn’t seen gold since she’d last
been to her father’s home, when she would sneak off to meet him.
Smiling at the brief memory of, as her mother called him, “the one
who gave me the seed which allowed for your presence.
Eight or nine out of ten mothers in our society today believe that they have accomplished their duty if their daughters, once married, are not sent home in divorce. -Daughters in Boxes