The Blues

Belting out the blues
sipping beer with men
who put money in her red garter
Hot Mama they call her

She laughs and sings
but always goes home along
where three little ones
call her just “mama.”

So many single mothers
struggling to do it all
women of strength
and courage
unsung heroes
just doing the best
they can.

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2 Responses to The Blues

  1. chris jensen says:

    So very true, Pat!

    They’re names should be placed amongst the saintly divine…

    Their struggling lov…

    hugs chris

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