I see you huddled over in the chair in your backyard

I’m not a creeper, I was just walking by

I stood on the other side of the chain link and heard you cry

The last two years has been rough on your heart

You’re new here, just like the lady across the street

I see you both, I’m stuck in between

You both have two kids

Your husbands are gone: military, medicine

You stay home

I don’t know how people say it’s heaven

The other neighbor called me one day with a migraine

I came over to watch her three kids so she could go to the doctor

Within an hour I was going insane

Trapped among crayons and Goldfish

Screams like sirens

How could this be someone’s wish?

There was a lot of crying

I think of all the jobs you have it the roughest

Being a stay-at-home mom seems the toughest

You, behind the chain link

And you, behind the lawnmower

You, under the swing set

You’re so much tougher than you think

Don’t let anyone put you down

I hope your kids and spouses, you, know your renown