kids with kids

shallow eyes will bring up tears,
on the drop of a pin it shall folly ones more for her hands will slip and drop the bottle.
foot steps in sand will wash away but the memory s of lying in the sand as the sun goes down will not. and when the pin pops the balloon the little girl will cry, for her its like bursting all her dreams, and killing the magic- and when one man will stand on the top of a hill and call it his own everyman after shall do the same, unless his mark is left- in name body or spirit.

a mothers warm arms, were a baby should be.
now we have changed and baby's are in strangers home calling them mother and father,
they shall eat love and sleep, sometimes not even knowing that the kind stranger has allowed them to be a part of such a perfect loving family.

a teen dressed in a black mini and a white top is waiting at the bus stop, for a near by car to pick her up- were she will do her work and leave with the back handed money, only 15 what a life. she shall go home to her mothers warm arms but her mothers child liker her, far to young to have such a girl, she followed in her mothers foot steps and ha her own child , a one year old girl who lives with her mother gran, back in her day this was never herd og the grate gran just in her 40's with 3 gran kids and a grate gran child. yet she should not blame her self, for like everyone ealse she shall blame tv, music and the internet.

are kids have kids when they are kids, and are kids  kids will have kids as kids if we have kids as kids- think about it ?