There she sits, her hair unkempt
Still in the teeshirt she had on yesterday
Her house is in shambles
The kids are undressed
Homework lays strewn across the tables
A laughing baby in the background
Her heart as heavy as a brick
She thinks of all that she has accomplished, the list is short
Someone has it better, someone has more
She wishes she was more
9 years ago
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