An Angel

She is just an angel

in the heaven in the hell.

She makes statue with frost

which lasts until the last.

When called her a dove,

she never denied love

but she deserves even more

more and more and more.

When honey fought with her

proved she is sweeter.

But how much does it cost,

which lasts until the last?

How much did she care

 for her lovely heir

 to hold the stars

 and win in every wars,

for her heir to reach the height

but not like a kite?

She is none other than the mother,

struggled in every weather

 who gave the world an asset

which lasts until the last.