Sharing a beautiful poem From Juztamom
Your work as beautiful as you
People
said give up, let it go,
You
are alone, you have a handicap,
You
will never survive,
You
survived
And
you worked
Your
work as beautiful as you
You
were beautiful when you swept and you cleaned before we got up
You
were beautiful with sweat dripping from your forehead
And
light beaming through your eyes
You
were beautiful when you hugged us and showed us the clean room
You
were beautiful when you held the door to steady yourself
And
when you kept on picking up the falling broom
You
were beautiful sans any jewelry
You
were pretty and bright,
Even
when the lender didn’t show any chivalry
Beaming from ear to ear
when
you sold your last piece
You
had twinkling eyes, and no trace of fear
When
you stitched our dresses from your wedding gifts
Each
stitch each cut taking hours and hours
You
were beautiful with those intense eyes running on the seam
Making
sure everything is as pretty as a dream
Walking
down miles to save every rupee
Crying
with our cries and pleading with our plea
Standing
up for us against the whole world
Standing
up for yourself against the herd
No
crutches for your handicap
No
excuses for anything bad
You
were beautiful when you presented to the world
Your
brave face,
Your
firm stature
You
were beautiful when you presented to us,
The bright
future
As
big as our dreams
As
vivid as rainbow
As
possible as tomorrow
You
were beautiful when you looked in the mirror and smiled
You
were beautiful when people taunted at your handicap and you were still kind
You
were beautiful when you picked me up with one hand and hugged me tight
You
were beautiful when you walked with a limp and never looked down and sighed
You
are beautiful today for not wanting to mend and slow down
You
are beautiful, as beautiful as my each trophy, each medal and each crown
You
are beautiful because you made me believe in beauty of life
You
knew when to let go and let us rise
You
knew when to not follow and let us fly
We
moved on and
May
be the work you loved was over
May
be it was time for you to slow down and not be a soldier
You
are beautiful because you decided to start over
You
decided to not stop,
You
decided to contribute,
You
decided to continue,
In
your own special way
You
are beautiful because you are still working
In
your own special ways
Working
for others, working through nights
Working
through days
Working
for those who need you
Carrying
the red, pink and blue
Living
their nightmares and sharing their hues
You
are as beautiful as your work
Your
work as beautiful as you
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