I'M No Stranger To Pain

As a divorced mother I am no stranger to pain I wake up every morning To thunder and rain. Each and every day My kids live without But they never complain Or scream and shout. I work long hours And do the best that I can But sometimes dinner Is still an empty pan. We have no place To call our own No big yard For my children to roam. In the dark of night I break down in tears Like a vulnerable child I surrender to my fears. There are many times I just want to give up To run and hide With my empty cup. But God gives me the courage To always stand tall He picks me up Whenever I fall. As a divorced mother I’m no stranger to pain But I have three treasures That chase away the rain.