If this WORLD were MINE (Just hw Im feeling at the moment)
Living The Pink Life
Thursday, February 2, 2012
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 there self together
fix there clothes and tie their shoes
In the afternoon when their gone she's
still can't get no 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 light
And in her dreams she holds her
children and to her they snuggle
This is just one day in the life of a
mothers endless 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 there self together
fix there clothes and tie their shoes
In the afternoon when their gone she's
still can't get no 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 light
And in her dreams she holds her
children and to her they snuggle
This is just one day in the life of a
mothers endless struggle
Sunday, January 22, 2012
What type of women do men prefer? One whom is there at every beck and call or one whom is independant? That one woman whom is there for every one of his needs meaning cooking, cleaning, washing, ironing etc must lack the thought of having a career and goals. That woman whom is dependant must lack the home life....one whom is driven career wise cant possibly take care of home and be on the corporate front of her career at the same time. I guess my question would actually be...Do men really know what type of woman they want. One minute you want a woman who takes care of the household but at the same time you want someone who has some get up and go about herself. Which do you want her to be? The homemaker whom stay home and take care of the kids or a woman whom is about her business....where the household is not completely cared for...meaning some nights after work...no dinner is cooked, she sometimes too tired to iron your clothes and may not be able to give him all of the children that he asks for?
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