To d Moon and Back

I use to think that love can be said in words.... Written in a poem and believe what they say, that love is in the air.....but in the world where love is older than me how can tell what it is..? From blood, flesh and pain have you all the Queens in the world painstaking bring love to life. Oh yes.. even before the eyes could see and the ears could hear.... Your love was there.... Even before the limbs could move and the mind can mourn or marvel.... Your love was there...... I see that honour glamours the sacrifice this Queens have made.....for they have bleed, break and bake to bring love to living...... I see the Queens in tears of joy despite the fears posing on them watering the love...... I see they Queens taking pains and being in sorrows just for the love to grow.... I see that this Queens are bigger than the heartbreaks and mere disappoints we taught as love..... Now this Queens cant be crown to rule but we called them Mothers.... No Kingdom to have but we see them as our world.... For they have burn all that is theirs... sacrifice all they could have... And i see them being taken for granted ..... Who else then can say more about love than he whom has given birth to it...... No pen no poem can do