Momma's Crying

2: 30 am, nobody's on the raod
But me, my brother, and my mom
Trying to get away, but have no where to go
We're running on empty and it won't last long

We're leaving everything we have
Hoping for a brand new start
My brother's asleep in the back
My mom's driving with a broken heart

I looked back at my brother, then over at my mom
That moment changed my life
The woman I thought was so damn strong
Had a single tear in her eye

I've never seen her like this
It was so different to me
Was there something that I missed
Something I failed to see

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poem by Brooke Lynn Moore
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