Stress Not Mother

Please do not stress Mother dearest As i do not want to add to your woes But the dog has just come in covered in ticks and fleas And my sister and I have both knits and scrapped knees respectively So many troubles and this won't be the last to try and comb over or sweep under the already threadbare underlay or cardboard box dinning table Yet just more ammunition and stick's of rock to be labeled and taunted by other's with Exactly just how much of laugh are you having and enjoying at our expense I've barely 23 cent's left after i've settled my rent to patch up the holes in the front door from the bailiff's constantly knocking down my door But nevermind me what really strings and breaks my heart are seeing my children's faces bony and haunt Like ghost's me do haunt knowing hug's won't alone keep them warm when the winter cold night's draw in But those very kid's despite all of this and apparently having nothing are both happy and content at the same time Because 1 thing they know for sure is that there are far worse fates than being poor So long as they know Mother loves them