Struggles of a Single Mother (Appreciating Single Mothers)

It’s sunrise, the day’s duties beckon as she drags her

worn out body out of the warmth of her old duvet to

the blistering cold of hardship with yesterday’s worries

replaying in her mind like flashbacks.

Her hair is a tangled mess, her eyes are red from lack

of sleep and smudged with poorly done mascara.

She drudges to the bathroom to primp herself for the

wicked sun’s disdain.

 

Working her fingers to the bone with pain etched on

her face as she digs through the remnants of last night’s

dinner  mess and embraces responsibilities for the day

as a Mother: Nurturing, Supporting, Feeding, washing

and taking care of her children.

As a Father: Protecting, providing, teaching and paying

the bills.

 

Living frugally, surviving amidst challenges while walking

through financial tightropes with worry wrinkling her brow.

Debt stricken and forced to lean on the mean just to pay

a few bills.

She juggles career and motherhood, strolling through a

perceptive world with the single mom stigma plastered

on her face.

Wearing the labels and titles given by society who are

quick to mock and judge her.

Shunned by potential male suitors who consider her a

burden because of her overflowing responsibilities.

A topic of gossip among women of farce who call her a

bad seed for raising children without a father.

A mother constantly routing for survival with an

unfaltering faith, determined to succeed.

 

The warm caress of “la soiree” summons the night

reminding her of her insecurities and loneliness.

Walking through the doorstep of cracked windows in her

dusty worn out shoes… tired and hungry.

Welcomed by kisses and hugs from her happy children

who see her as a hero- erasing the lines of stress and

worry from her face.

A reminder of the beauty and gift of motherhood, love

and resilience she possesses as  struggling single mother.

A hustler to her children’s needs, a nurturer, a teacher,

and a protector.

Much more than a woman, the super mom not described

in magazines and forgotten on Mother’s day.

Much more than societal labeling and stereotypes.

A Queen raising future Kings and Queens.

A solider to the end.

 

Single Mothers, here’s a woman who understands your struggles

and appreciates you.

Keep your heads up.

 

©FloetryC 2016

 

 

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Author: AfroetryC

I am an African woman and a mother to a precious little angel. I love to use the term "Afro-floetic Queen" mostly to describe my poetry and my roots. I love poetry...art, soul music and inspirational bits of knowledge to offer advice and counseling to those who need it. I can be very witty, straight forward but fun. Ha. ha... A colorful perception of the world - expressed in my poetry. I want to inspire people with my Poetry...give them hope, while also advising them. Life is a learning process and i am happy when one of my pieces directly affects or inspires one of my readers. Let's take a detour around experience, and let me fill your minds with sweet poetic juices.... Note: Just changed my user name from FloetryC to AfroetryC because the latter is more personal and describes my Spoken Word Poetry better.

4 thoughts on “Struggles of a Single Mother (Appreciating Single Mothers)”

  1. Very touching, u are so inspirational. Keep going

    On Tue, Jul 26, 2016 at 9:38 PM, floeticgibbersandrants wrote:

    > AfroetryC posted: “It’s sunrise, the day’s duties beckon as she drags her > worn out body out of the warmth of her old duvet to the blistering cold of > hardship with yesterday’s worries replaying in her mind like flashbacks. > Her hair is a tangled mess, her eyes are red fro” >

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