The Single Mom
Tribute to all the single mothersShe was quietly lyingMorning light lit the dawnJust watching and waitingNext to her sleeping fawnShe teaches it the waysOf a life in the wildJust her giving guidanceLooking over her child.Caring for her spring spawnTeaching all that she knowsSuddenly found them thereIn a late springtime snow.With just her to raise itThis child of the springThe product of fall trystAlone this child to bring.She does the best she canLike he...
