As Woman She Is Whole

Her womb may be quite barren
Yet as woman she is whole
Her birthing may be over
Yet she propagates from soul
Her breasts may be non-lactate
Yet there's nurture still to dole
Her arms may be most vacant
Yet embraces to console
Her lap may be left open
Yet is a magnetic pole
Her guidance may be over
Yet her wisdom some extol
Her "parent" may be finished
Yet she seeks not to control
Her nest may be now empty
Yet she has a mother's role