I once wished for the finest things in the world
I saw girls playing with Barbie’s in the park
I utter to mom I want one
She saw me with tears in her eyes
How could she say no to her little butterfly
With no money in her purse
Yet she promised her a doll house
I knew from here face
I knew it was poverty’s worst curse
Then I stopped hoping for pointless desires
I realized that my wishes made her heart tired
I stopped wishing for finest things in the world
All I wished for, was her happiness in life
All I ever needed was Mom to survive