The Story of Her Life
She wears her sadness like a sombrero
Others laughing at her expense
Her life resembles a broken arrow
Still soaring in defense
She cooks, cleans and rocks babies
With a loving heart and calming smile
Her spirit defeated by a vicious rabies
A controlled substance in a vial
A colossal balloon destined to be popped
With her dedication it never will
If it were pierced, it couldn't be stopped
A bowling ball tempting a hill
Invisible stilts beneath her high heels
Making difficult her every step
With balance and grace, she turns her wheels
Adding a delightful pep
Her sky blue eyes and gift of gab
Distract others from seeing her Hell
Country chic perfume, just a dab
A pleasant deterring smell
Always on time, accountably prepared
Spreading joy to those around
Falling apart, she comes home bare
Where pain is the only sound
There's nothing left at the end of her day
She survives on crumbs alone
Given others what she didn't have to give away
Humbly satisfied with the seeds she's sewn
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