With a heart of a Lioness I Stand

With Love and Care, Nurturing my little one

With Scars but still I Stand

Loyal and Protective to them

Behind me lies innocent Soul

Holding their hand through this Cruel World

Teaching them how to remain Strong and Calm

With all that lies ahead of them


With the burden I may have put on them

With the hate that came with it

Their basket might be full

The Journey might be hard for them.

Child, let not my efforts go wasted

The strength I have installed in you

Fierce I have raised you

Don’t let the world Consume you my Child


My presence, can be felt

My braveness can be seen

My Sacrifices are their Strength

Lioness I am, Queer Mothers.