Barbara Peckham Poet Rhyme

Tears For a Child

It’s tough to be a parent
To a child who tries to cope
With the hand that was dealt
When her life is a soap.
When illness fills days
With depression and pain
And she struggles each day
To keep herself sane
When money is wanting
And bills need be paid
And there’re two steps back
For the one she has made.
When things seem to brighten
And dark clouds disappear
And the other shoe drops
And so does the cheer.
One does what one can
To lighten her days and
Put a smile on her face
When the happiness frays.

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Barbara Peckham August 18, 2021 at 7:03 AM Thank you very much. I do worry sometimes about her life when I am gone. I am 92, although in reasonably good health. But she is stronger than she thinks she is.

Constance La France August 17, 2021 at 11:18 PM Barbara, beautiful and written with motherly compassion and love, my mom (RIP) was always there to help me, when I lost her I was like a lost balloon floating in the sky, but she taught me to be strong in spirit and so I am ~ Constance