Too Heavy

The burden mothers must bear

By Ruthie M.Published about a year ago • 1 min read

I was strong

Raised up by absent people

I learned young

How to be strong

Be on my own

I grew up

Gave birth

Three loving souls

The joys of my life

I was not an absent person

Then one day in the ICU

My son

So frail, weak, dying

My back broke

And I fell

Can you help me up?

But the man I married

Turned away

I had to carry it all

On my own

Please help me,help us

Where did you go?

No answer

So now

Alone

I move mountains

S.R.

inspirational

About the Creator

Ruthie M.

Special Education teacher, student advocate, mother, dancer and a writer. . I have now begun categorizing and refining my story drafts. The Good, The Bad and the Ugly. I protect the identities of the characters in my stories

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