The Lady We Tend To Often Overlook
A Poem from the novel
"The Essence of Poetry II: Gerald's Sophomore Yet Grown Poetrybook"
Written by: Gerald L. Ingraham
She never had the lovely chance
To live with the liberty to have a life.
Caught in a wonderful to teenage romance,
She had to be a single parent and widowed wife.
Her only trule love was her husband who gave her
Love, bliss, freedom, joy and three little kids.
This was her real life; it was not an offer
That she could have just called it quits.
She was only seventeen,
When she initiated a duty mopping floors,
But it was worth all that she'd seen.
Her small family of four would be one which soars.
She was profoundly determined to make good
With the given task that she was assigned.
She did all that special lady could
And the rewards were handsome and divine.
She spent her life to her three
And put them through higher learning.
Now, she is the best mother to be.
A rank for which she'd strive earning.
Til this very day, still she shall mop floors
And she say, she does it with pride.
She is the mother her children adores
For the woman, she's been inside.
She is overlooked by so many
And truly love by her three.
How could her highest tip be a penny
For cleaning things that wouldn't be done by me?
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