Survivor

[couchgrouch]

SurvivorShe wondered what she was lookin' atand how somethin' that small be all that badas the doctor pointed his pen at a shadowy spotthen he scribbled something in her chartreached in his white coat for an address cardand said a courageous heart means more than oddsshe stepped out in the sunshinetook it in silentlyand her heart made up her mindshe was gonna bea survivorno matter what she had to deal withshe'd push on and pull throughand fight for morning with ev'ry breathtake it day by day and let sunrise say"you're a survivor"she didn't bother to call her exif he couldn't remember child support checkshow much support would his empty words beshe prayed about what to tell her boythat night after some milk and Chips Ahoyhe put up his toys and she took him on her kneeshe told him not to fearheaven would look after herhis brown eyes still filled with tearsthough he didn't understand the wordsurvivoryeah, no matter what she had to deal withshe'd push on and pull throughand fight for morning with ev'ry breathtake it day by day and let sunrise say"you're a survivor"at first she wasn't gonna gobecause she didn't knowhow strangers could help her adjustthere was a circle of folding chairsshe recognized a man sitting thereand her doctor said "each one of usis a survivora survivor(c)2006 Robert George