You don't know where I've been,
Nor what I have been through.
You look down upon me,
As if somehow you knew.
You don't have the slightest,
Of the hours I put in,
Supporting my children,
Building them up within.
I may work lots of hours,
But never miss a game,
Helping with their homework,
Which others cannot claim.
To those that will judge me,
And all I haven't got,
What I have... happiness,
So you may judge me not!
8/20/13 TLA
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