Marriage can make mothers instantly

Marriage can make mothers instantly,
Opening a can of well-fed worms.
The trick is to provide love patiently,
Having faith in what one’s life affirms.
Even at the nadir of neglect,
Resented for the sin of merely being,
‘Tis the common highway to respect
So to be one asks for no agreeing.
Deeper far than anger there is need,
A yearning that from anger can be freed,
Yielding something simpler than one’s seeing.