Tara, whose story appeared on Single Mom Smiling, sent this to me. As you read, please pray for Tara, her three sons, and abused women and children everywhere.
August 12, 2011 at 12:53am
Look in the mirror I dont recognize my own face
tired eyes, pale skin my smile is out of place.
I look around no-one understands
alone? 3 boys to hold my hands
Might be a struggle might be hard
I look at my hand not one good card
But I have 3 boys who look at me
to show them the way.
3 boys who love me, hug me at the end
of my day.
People talk people snicker people judge
but they wont wave me and I wont grudge
Im going to fight! Do the best that I can do
Trust in God find my path, my cue
Im sure you are all perfect and have not made
So go ahead laugh, judge talk about me see
my stregnth, Im tall -no shakes.
Some of you think I took the wrong road
but this is what I needed a heavy load
It made me who I am me strong independent and caring
You wont meet another woman not afraid of life Daring
So watch out world naysayers and cats
I keep my eye on the ball not on your bats