A Mother's Struggle

Sluggish and tired she awakens from
her sleep
To go in check in on her babies she's
careful and she creeps

Through the open door, she sees them
all snuggled close
She goes into the room to cover up
their little toes

In the morning the noise is loud and
the grits are getting cold
She calls them to the table what a
sight to behold

The clothes she ironed carefully are
dishelved and kind of loose
She tells them get themselves together
fix their clothes and tie their shoes

In the afternoon when they're gone she
still can't get any rest
Because she has to go to work with her
littlest baby on her chest

When she gets home after scrubbing
dishes, windows and floors
She takes the little money she has and
sends them to the stores

They forget the bacon and onions and
the greens don't taste good
And it's too late at night to send them
back out in that neighborhood

So in despair she weeps with her hands
up to her eyes
And in comes her husband with pizza
and it takes her by surprise

After their nice hot bath and tucks
them in for the night
And finally lays down and turns off
her kerosene light

And in her dreams she holds her
children and to her they snuggle
This is just one day in the life of a
mother's endless struggle