She's fixer of sinks and drier of tears Anxious, yet valiant allayer of fears.
She works a full day Commutes home, and then She works another full-time job, again.
She's master accountant And counselor, too She sets aside worries to listen to you.
There's laundry and cooking and cleaning to do. Homework, then bathtime A story or two.
She's finder of toys And righter of wrongs. She's busy. She's tired. She's lonely. She's strong.
When the day is done, The kids safely in bed, No energy's left for the thoughts in her head.
She turns them all off along with the lights. Crawls under covers - Gives in to the night.
Before the rise of the sun She be up and back to it. There's no other option No one else to do it.
If you, too, know this woman (she goes by many names) Applaud her, she belongs to no ascribed hall of fame.
But a tacit sisterhood, Arduous like no other, Of extraordinary women Also know as Single Mothers
She works a full day Commutes home, and then She works another full-time job, again.
She's master accountant And counselor, too She sets aside worries to listen to you.
There's laundry and cooking and cleaning to do. Homework, then bathtime A story or two.
She's finder of toys And righter of wrongs. She's busy. She's tired. She's lonely. She's strong.
When the day is done, The kids safely in bed, No energy's left for the thoughts in her head.
She turns them all off along with the lights. Crawls under covers - Gives in to the night.
Before the rise of the sun She be up and back to it. There's no other option No one else to do it.
If you, too, know this woman (she goes by many names) Applaud her, she belongs to no ascribed hall of fame.
But a tacit sisterhood, Arduous like no other, Of extraordinary women Also know as Single Mothers
