It's very beautiful. I know from my own experiences, as a white middle class woman in the US, who has never known starvation or deprivation, that difficulties with loved ones can make us stronger and fill us with love, if we let them.

I love a quite a few of your lines:

standing tall like the Iroko tree,
pushed but never relenting.

firm, strong yet unrelenting,
you have given life another definition.

Sorrow endures for the dark,
when light shines joy takes over,

and the bewilderment of your trust on mortality,
the truth that it never existed,