I plod through the smiles, the laughter and the pain
As I wander through the winding streets of life
I stumble, I fall, yet I always rise again.
To please them all I endeavour, alas always in vain
To be a good mother and a caring, worthy wife
I plod through the smiles, the laughter and the pain.
Expectations weigh me down, I slump under the strain
I juggle hats too many, in this circus they call life
I stumble, I fall, yet I always rise again
Undeterred I stand, in the sunshine and in rain
Each time I emerge stronger, after every struggle and strife.
I plod through the smiles, the laughter and the pain.
At times a path of fragrant roses, at times a thorny lane
These are the streets I have to walk, it’s my trek, it’s my life
I stumble, I fall, yet I always rise again.
A meaningful journey I wish to make, on these roads insane
To ever smile if the path is smooth or if stones prick like a knife
I plod through the smiles, the laughter and the pain
I stumble, I fall, yet I always rise again.
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