mother

The unperfect angel

She shouts hurtful words

But with a pleasant tongue

She strikes painful blows

But with soft hands

She speaks with hate

But holds a loving heart

She threatens often

But never means it

She smiles and laughs

But hides a broken heart

She makes me cry

Yet she comforts me through it

And although they fear her

Her presence lights up everybody

And that meant

she was a human being