A Mothers Struggle
In a town where black beauty's from,
There is a mother with her loves so strong,
She never does no wrong, for what is right,
She protects her kids with all her might.
Money is hard as they struggle along,
Whither poor or rich her loves stays strong,
She teaches her kids what's wrong and what's right,
And hope they grow up without a fight.
Her kids are happy as to what they have,
Is a dear mother that's never sad,
She always smiles all night and all day.
And hopes her troubles stay far away.
They go to town to do shopping,
They never want for what is due,
Always window shopping at lovely things,
As the kids know there mother cant afford expensive things.
Never a quarrel about money or food,
As what they have is something
that is so good,
Its not riches or a fast car,
Its a mothers love
that beats things by far.
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