My Blessings
I could see the pain in her face. Single mom trying to hold it down all alone. I've been there and I've done that. I went to the ATM and got the money. Not because I'm ballin' out of control, but because I had it and she needed it. I have been blessed. She cried and thanked me. I played it down because I ain't no hero, I did it as much for her as I did for me. So the pressure is off of her if only for a couple of weeks, but I know what a difference a couple of weeks can make. Thank you Lord for all of my blessings.
posted by Poetry @ 9:17 PM
2 Comments:
At April 25, 2008 7:23 AM,
Inmyownwords said…
Touching story and so many people's truth. I hope she knows that there are some good people in this world and when she is able, she too should pay it forward.
At April 29, 2008 2:02 PM,
Unknown said…
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