Awesome reasons..
When I think about life
sometimes tears come to my eyes.
The lack of money I have
at times causes me strife.
But then I remember my goals
and what’s to unfold.
Then I remember my blessings
and they change my expression.
My children, my love, my home and my life,
I’m thankful to me a mommy, a hard worker and a wife.
I’m glad to be alive and have the chance that I have.
I’m happy to remind myself of all the awesome reasons to be glad.
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