Forever Young

Her face is dark and gloomy;
Her eyes, a little dull.
The smile’s not where it should be,
Her body’s bent double.

There’s much pain in the voice;
And so much helplessness.
One could clearly hear the anguish
Sprinkled o’er the words.

Life has dealt a beating:
One, then other, another;
The burden’s on her shoulder
And alone must she endure…

When her mourning’s over,
Then will she grow strong;
For the sake of her children,
She’ll remain forever young.