Michael Tor Poet Rhyme

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.

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Paul Callus September 17, 2020 at 12:48 PM Despite the many hurdles she had to overcome in life, Lolo managed to make her dreams come true! Regards // paul Michael Tor September 18, 2020 at 4:25 PM Yes Paul she certainly did. Hope and determination will always bring you closer for success... Hope you are well my friend. Your visits are always appreciated.

Susan Jeavons June 8, 2020 at 8:54 PM I love this touching poem Michael. It portrays so many children today. And I wonder too...Hugs, Susan Maree PS, A favorite! Michael Tor June 9, 2020 at 10:01 AM Thank you Susan. I feel for the children. Hugs back...

Susan Ashley October 13, 2017 at 10:03 PM A very sad intimate portrait Michael of a struggling family... Well written with conviction and emotion. Michael Tor October 13, 2017 at 10:46 PM I appreciate your thoughtful comment Susan. Thank you.

Andrea Dietrich September 30, 2017 at 7:56 PM MIchael. This is a lovely sad poem that I failed to see earlier. I very much enjoy your style with this melancholy theme. Michael Tor September 30, 2017 at 8:08 PM There was a documentary on her life. You should see it she endured abuse from her husband touching story. Michael Tor September 30, 2017 at 8:07 PM Thank you Andrea just writing about inner city children that live in a whole different world than privilege children. Lolo Jones was a city girl that overcame that and became an athletic champion and successful in her own right.

Joan Donnelly Ellis August 2, 2016 at 4:33 AM A sad truth. Good write. Michael Tor August 5, 2017 at 1:07 PM Thank you Joan

Becca Teagan June 2, 2016 at 4:51 PM This is awesome, Michael. I wonder where you are these days. Hope you return soon. Michael Tor August 5, 2017 at 1:07 PM I'm back. So sorry for late response.

James Inman May 9, 2016 at 7:34 AM Excellent write Michael, full of emotion. Michael Tor May 15, 2016 at 11:07 PM Thank you James. Been away my friend hope you are doing well.

Harry Horsman April 18, 2016 at 10:55 AM excellent poetry, full of meaning and a vital question.. Michael Tor April 22, 2016 at 8:38 PM Thank you so much Harry for the nice comment.

Edlynn Nau April 16, 2016 at 1:09 PM Love this in couplet form Michael! This has a window into the pain of poverty with the STRONG ending of inequality that hits us hard by the end. We say we love for all to have "the basics" but not much is done to break the noblesse oblige mentality. Love this! You've been working hard while I've been gone and pouting! Ha ha ha! Michael Tor April 22, 2016 at 8:39 PM Hi Edlynn missed you. Thank you for your comments. I will be visiting you

Lara Wash April 12, 2016 at 10:03 PM Michael your poem is pleasant and it poses a good question as well, but then again it all depends on what we consider fortune Michael Tor April 22, 2016 at 8:41 PM Great point Lara. I guess is not being in poverty. Thank you for your comments.

Afolabi Muideen March 29, 2016 at 5:22 PM Eloquent and pleasant write, love how this was conveyed. Brilliant. Thank you for remembering me friend; I will put down something soon...LOVE.........A.M. Michael Tor March 30, 2016 at 11:46 PM Afolabi I am so glad your back. We have all missed you and your writings, I hope you are well my friend. Gods blessings.

Nayda Ivette Negron Flores March 26, 2016 at 7:25 PM Beautiful poem Michael Michael Tor March 30, 2016 at 11:48 PM Hi Nayda sorry I have been missing. Hope you are well and thank you for your kind comment.

Arthur Vaso March 26, 2016 at 12:06 AM You have expressed this so well, amazing poem! Michael Tor March 30, 2016 at 11:51 PM Thank you so much Arthur.

Richard Lamoureux March 23, 2016 at 3:11 PM Sad and touching. Perhaps those that must struggle have a greater appreciation for relationships and for those things the rest of us take for granted. Who then is truly blessed?? Michael Tor March 23, 2016 at 7:17 PM Excellent thought Richard. Thanks for sharing makes me feel a little better for the poor.

Lin Lane March 23, 2016 at 5:47 AM And to make it worse, those of us who have been smiled upon too often take things for granted. Well done, Michael. Michael Tor March 23, 2016 at 12:47 PM Thank you Lin. I always look forward to your valued comments.

Tim Smith March 22, 2016 at 6:55 PM Very sad piece Michael. It is unfortunate that in today's world many times the child is left to grow up on their own with parent(s) barely making a living wage and barely having time to care for the child. Michael Tor March 22, 2016 at 7:31 PM It so sad Tim these poor children have to suffer and see their parents struggle. I wrote this one for all those Kids. I pray we can all come together and help one another. Just helping one family will change a life forever.