That Woman in My Life
She was built from birth in poverty,
she was given no chance for the better.
She strived to find love,
and found her forever.
She dropped out in the 11th,
at times, I'd swear she was sent from heaven.
She was told of a pregnancy to be had,
there were tears and tears and not of mad.
She was married young and thought for the best,
unfortunately, her loved one was soon laid to rest.
She was given a healthy baby girl,
to her, this child meant the world.
Three of a kind all in 14 years time,
this woman was given the life of mine.
She struggled and rokered,
though, there was no fortune to be brokered.
Her unending endeveour to accomplish wealth,
is where I find my inspiration to proceed in stealth.
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