A mother, a hardworking mother,
she carries a baby on her back, and another in her hands,
walking down the street children point and laugh,
staring at them like they are dirty trash,
we love, we care, we have respect, the only thing missing is a home,
what are you laughing at?
we're laughing at you, your a bad mom,
those kids deserve a home,
A hardworking mother with a baby on her back and another in her hands,
walks embarrassed down the street,
hearing crowds laughing and yelling at them to go back,
to their dumpy old cardboard boxes, because that's all they have.
Brandie .....
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hardworking-mother/
