Hard Times Poem
Raising children is no easy feat especially when there's no money or help from a father.
How Am I
©
Sherri Bauer
How am I going to explain this to you?
I have four children and don't know what to do.
I have had less than eight hours of sleep all week.
I am so tired of yelling, I can barely speak.
1, 2, 3, 4 they all start to bawl.
I'm by myself there is no one to call.
How am I going to feed them today?
Send me some help God, I am trying to pray!
I can't work anymore I'm on hour fourteen.
No where to turn, I wish I could scream!
How am I to pay you, I'm all alone.
She's sick, I couldn't call they disconnected the phone.
Won't someone please give me a hand?
I can't afford it. Why don't they understand?
How am I going to explain sacrifice?
All they've had to eat is peanut butter and rice.
His birthday is special; I wish I could buy it.
I've explained this already! Please just be quiet.
How am I wrong when I try so much?
I don't want to go I can't afford lunch.
Everyone says I'm getting thinner.
I took money from their accounts just to buy dinner.
How am I going to ask my Dad?
After all the 'little talks' we've already had?
Children please stop fighting with one another,
I know it's a mess; I have no time to clean Mother!
How am I to ask them not to be bitter?
I need to work, but can't find a sitter!
I wish they didn't seem to be so sad.
I think all they need is just one good Dad!
How am I going to look them in the face?
We're getting divorced, he found a new place.
Trouble with her, just go away!
No, I don't mean it; it's OK if you stay!
How am I going to give you some money?
You're getting older, you'll have to work Honey.
They're all grown up, but still having trouble.
I want to protect them, keep them in a bubble.
How am I going to care for myself?
I can't even say, 'I've still got my health!'
For too many years, I would sit alone and cry.
Please Lord I need to know just, how am I?
I have four children and don't know what to do.
I have had less than eight hours of sleep all week.
I am so tired of yelling, I can barely speak.
1, 2, 3, 4 they all start to bawl.
I'm by myself there is no one to call.
How am I going to feed them today?
Send me some help God, I am trying to pray!
I can't work anymore I'm on hour fourteen.
No where to turn, I wish I could scream!
How am I to pay you, I'm all alone.
She's sick, I couldn't call they disconnected the phone.
Won't someone please give me a hand?
I can't afford it. Why don't they understand?
How am I going to explain sacrifice?
All they've had to eat is peanut butter and rice.
His birthday is special; I wish I could buy it.
I've explained this already! Please just be quiet.
How am I wrong when I try so much?
I don't want to go I can't afford lunch.
Everyone says I'm getting thinner.
I took money from their accounts just to buy dinner.
How am I going to ask my Dad?
After all the 'little talks' we've already had?
Children please stop fighting with one another,
I know it's a mess; I have no time to clean Mother!
How am I to ask them not to be bitter?
I need to work, but can't find a sitter!
I wish they didn't seem to be so sad.
I think all they need is just one good Dad!
How am I going to look them in the face?
We're getting divorced, he found a new place.
Trouble with her, just go away!
No, I don't mean it; it's OK if you stay!
How am I going to give you some money?
You're getting older, you'll have to work Honey.
They're all grown up, but still having trouble.
I want to protect them, keep them in a bubble.
How am I going to care for myself?
I can't even say, 'I've still got my health!'
For too many years, I would sit alone and cry.
Please Lord I need to know just, how am I?
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Janelle Submitted Feb 2009
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I don't know if this is a true story for you or not but wow I bawled my eyes out reading it... I was a single mother of 4 till 5 months ago I married a wonderful man that helps so much but boy do I remember those days... every single word of this poem was MY life ... I love it I had my first child when I was 16 I lived on my own the father left and I had 3 kids by 21.. the 4th was different his dad stayed for 4 years but didn't do much.. I'm now 27 years old my daughter (the first one) is going to be 11 .
danielle Submitted Mar 2009
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