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This was written after reading another's poem on this site. 
It just grabbed hold of me and well, I had to do something, so here it is. 


Those dreams that he promised 
Have gone up in smoke 
She loved him and surrendered 
Now he thinks she’s a joke 
The job down at the diner 
Helps out a little it seems 
But it’s not what she hoped for 
While searching for that dream 
Panic sets in
What should she do? 
No period this month 
And all the other signs are true  
He wants to know her problem 
As he roughly has his way 
So she spit it all out 
Before she thinks what else to say 
He’s no longer here with her 
Witch doesn’t seem fair 
Cause the job down at the diner 
Well it’s up in the air 
Seems that times are hard 
And someone has to go 
Since she’s low on the totem pole 
It’s goodbye Cotton Eye Joe 
She’s hustling the streets 
And bringing in some cash 
But it’s not adding up 
Just a small little stash
And the land lord is threatening 
And no money for the room 
So she’s just getting swept out 
With another worn out broom 
Now it’s cold weather and rags 
But the baby finally arrived 
And now she must find food 
To keep the little one alive 
But who needs a worker 
With a newborn by her side 
It’s so long, see ya later 
Take off and let it slide 
She’s trying her best 
But Mother Nature rebels 
She’s throwing sleet and ice 
Which is really mortal hell 
The woman and child 
Seek cover to live 
But the cover in winter 
Is very stingy to give 
She finds a small shelter 
In a rotted out tree 
And places in the bundle 
And gets down on her knees 
She prays to God above 
Will You listen she cries?
As the howling wind are relentless 
On her and the child 
She then falls to the ground 
Exhausted and beat 
No strength to gather herself 
And get back to her feet 
She finally pulls up 
But the night has passed her by 
And when she checks the cavity 
She lets out a cry 
Little Liza didn’t make it 
She blames God for her pain 
But she knows it was hers 
As the ice turns to rain
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