Sacrifices:
Letting go of something in a crisis
Giving us her everything no matter what the price is
And we demanded and we cried
And she gave and she tried
She carried us on her back
When the snow was four feet high
Ashes falling to the ground
Smoke intoxicating the sky
Like the last leaf of autumn
Her hope was still hanging on
While we dragged and crawled
Trying to barely move along
Hiding out the struggle of food, money, and shelter
Away from her beloved kids so we never had felt her
Agonized pain and destruction
Don't give up...
She whispered goodnight
Crying herself to sleep
Praying things will be alright
But you could still hear the sorrow
Seeping through the walls
It's the first thing we'll wake up to
If we even wake up at all.