Beautiful Pains of Being a Single Mother
Three biological
Three step
Ten Adopted
I have not slept
I worry twenty-four hours a day
For the past eleven years
For they keep growing up
Boxes of tissues for my tears
Multiple romances,
Drugs, schools
Deaths, marriages
Grandchildren rules
Diseases, surgeries
Broken bones, and hearts
Wrecked vehicles, drivers test
Egos, fighting over pop tarts
Loud music, laundry galore
Parties, jobs, and money too
Who picks me up when I fall
Myself, that's who
I love unconditionally
It's the only way to survive
If my ex would do the same
We would have kept our love alive
So here I am
I made a choice to teach
The children of the world
Love cannot be preached
You must harbor it in abundance
For you will need it in time
When I'm am old an fragile
I know love will be mine
I cry, I get angry,
I'm lonely at times too
But the crazy things I've seen with these children
Is always something new
Not one day of peace
Although they do try
That's all I can ask for
My river of tears will never run dry
If they set me up with one more date
I may just get irate
I don't need anyone to love me
I'll get it at heavens gate
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