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