Warning: Raw emotions enclosed.
A mother and a father, all at the same time
Comes with a blessing, but also of judgment.
The options are limited
Most of the time, you are on your own
Following every schedule
Making sure they get enough attention
Hoping they embrace every situation
And praying they eat and drink to repletion.
Where do you run to?
To whom will you confide with?
How do you make sure everything is reloaded?
When you yourself is on the brink of depletion?
You had your highs and your lows
Pitying your lowest of lows
Forgetting that you also had your winnings
Making you ready for every kind of trying.
Yes, you have every reason to retreat
Every reason to take off
This, however, is not an alternative.
So you move forward
Even with just enough strength
Sometimes, you faked it
Oftentimes, you pretended you have it
Still showing off a smile
That everything is all right.
Why are you not breaking?
Why do you stand still fighting?
You discreetly asked yourself.
You knew you have answers.
The tiny laughter
That fills the hallway
The smiles that you see
Across from the other room
The happy eyes that you
These are more than enough
To keep you as a warrior.
Once in a while, give yourself some grace
And please always remember
That God is with you now and forever!