As Mother of Little Kids Died

Much of my days

go into childcare.

Sometimes it's annoying,

but mostly satisfying.

Across the street

lived a woman my age

with two little kids.

She deserved such experience,

to be wrapped in love,

to read stories to them

to go on neighborhood walks,

to take them to the park

and giggle a lot,

but cancer claimed her.

Now when I see,

her motherless kids,

my heart breaks into pieces.

It is very unfair,

to her, and to the children.

But my readers,

somewhere out there,

in the myriad stress and strife,

in personal and professional life,

we make bad decisions,

to our sytem, we allow poisons.

Our bodies inflame,

we ignore, things escalate,

sealing our fate,

with premature death.

Let’s not wait

for such extremes.

Job is sure important,

but leaving little kids halfway

is a crime,

nobody gained anything,

in this tragedy,

so let’s respect the body,

listen to it's signals.

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