Remove This Anchor (A Poem)
Image Courtesy of Pixabay She sat at her kitchen table Trying not to cry. Her 3-year-old daughter would see her sad And she didn’t want to try to explain why. The pile of bills in front of her keeps growing. Her credits cards are already at their max. A single mom’s income doesn’t go very far nowadays. Against her, the deck is stacked. She feels she could do so much better And give her daughter the life she deserves. But, she’s already working two jobs And yet every penny still needs to be conserved. As her tears continued to well up And her frustration filled the air She put her head down on the table Before putting her hands together in prayer. “Lord, please remove this anchor. The one that is pulling me down. I can no longer keep my head above the water. And I’m afraid I’m going to drown. God, please remove this anchor. The one that seems to be tied to every limb. I don’t need to be able to fly. I just need to be able to swim.” He sat in his one-room economy apartment Counting...