She wakes stumbles for coffee,
stubs her toe on the way.
Another day , another days wages.
Living the life of poverty, but rich in love,
for her children .
This is Amanda Jane!
I have known her for years ,
I would say her only friend .
Her hair is a sandy blond now with streaks of gray,
Shes not skinny but curvy , she still gets smiles ,
from the guys at the breakfast shop she works at.
(she just rolls her eyes )
and keeps pouring their coffee.
When i talk with her , i see a young woman.
With too much sadness in her eyes .
She carries herself home sometimes dragging leftovers
for her babies mouths to eat .
To some she looks like a hopeless case ,
But i know Amanda Jane,
Shes tired... but anything but hopeless.
Oh she has a plan , she is a survivor!
Her circumstances not by chose , has made her stronger!
Amanda Jane
is not just the woman you see pouring your coffee ,
bringing your food everyday upon everyday.
even her stubbed toe does not stop her from putting a little savings back.
One day we will miss her tired smile ,
Her life will change !
Her eyes will sparkle..
and she will have left this town.
Everyone will say where is ...
Amanda Jane?
Author notes
Bejeweledone
Amanda Jane
A contest entry
- What's In A Name? by Cannonsfire.
3000 points, ended July 13, 2007, 19 entries
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