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,
Wither poor or rich her loves still strong,
She teaches her kids wrong from right,
And hope they grow up without a fight.
Her kids are happy as what they have,
Is a dear mother that,s never sad,
She always smiles night and day.
And hopes her troubles stay 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.
Copyright © Davy Young | Year Posted 2011
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