Some people call it a burden some say the weight is to heavy
I disagree this is who I am meant to be
They call me Mama, Mother, and sometimes Mommy
What ever name they give me
I say I am blessed because;
There is no job greater I could do better or best
then the one I have been given
For my children were sent from heaven
Where they lost their wings
SO I may sing
to them sweet lullabys while
gently kissing their eyes
and their rose colored noses.
The sound of their laughter makes my heart flutter
I can't imagine the truth in the words I hear muttered
That their is a burden in being a single mother