Some Times

Some Times Sometimes I want to give up I hold my head and cry I fall aimlessly I feel. weak But then I look at my kids And somehow I gain strength I get back on my feet Even as I stumble to my feet I keep trying trying They give me the strength Not even I can explain The love the care The understanding that they are there And I have a responsibility To take care of them The tears I try to hide But I know they know We just don’t speak about it The pain endured The loneliness Inside That empty feeling After you lost someone Now I play the role And try my best to fill it And play the role As both mother and father. Omatee Ann Marie Hansraj Motivational Author. Poet. Novelist Copyright 2022