Strength

I 'first' heard Him cry,

It brought tears to my eyes and smile on my lips; I first felt happy to cry;

I first touched Him and snuggled Him close to my bosom;

I first kissed Him on His forehead;

I first smelled His surreal fragrance;

I first caressed His soft fragrant hair.

.....His little heart stopped beating;

 I saw His "breathless" self.

.....Still, I was the first

If still I'm not a Strong Mother, who else is?