A Daughters Love
In the inner city there is a little girl.
Who dreams about a different world.
There is no fresh air for her to breathe.
No lovely flowers for her to see.
No yard to go and play and swing.
No, not much of anything.
Her mother toils to and from.
Providing on a measly income.
She sees her mother in despair.
She hugs her close, because she cares.
"Don't worry mom we will get by."
Her mom says, "Yes hon." with teary eyes.
"There are so many little girls and boys
that struggle in this world you see."
"I wonder why fortunes smile on some
and lets the rest go free."
Michael Tor 3/22/2016 Written about Lolo Jones. A champion athlete.
Last line credit to Eagles Song Sad Cafe.
Copyright © Michael Tor | Year Posted 2016
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