With the very little I have
I live a life of my own
do not think about those
who are blessed with plenty.
Days when I struggled
for few thousands
with three boys around
were no less happy.
At times felt sad, thought
Why it happens only to me?
while my siblings live
in luxury.
I reconcile and go ahead
nothing did stop me
taunts and teases
did not daunt me.
As days pass, life
turns better though not
great, no more worries,
I carry on in peace.
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