I'm not very strong
I don’t lift weights or do strength training
But I'm strong enough
Where it counts
I'm strong enough
To lift crying babies from their beds
To sit up the night with young children
So the monsters will stay away
I'm strong enough
To let those babies and children grow up
To withstand hateful words thrown at me
By teenagers that surely couldn't be that old
I'm strong enough
To let those teenagers live their life
To support them in anyway I can
Even by working to help them pay for college instead of retiring
I'm strong enough
To accept the death of dearest loved ones
To accept many I care about
Have gone home to God, or found a new home in a new state
I'm strong enough
To lift meatloaf from the oven
And to accept the complaints from his cynical relatives
On my not-so-good home-cooked meals
I’m strong enough
To accept the crushing bear-hugs from him
And To endure my toes being squished
Every Friday night we go dancing
I'm strong enough
To love him when all it seems he loves is his TV
To accept his half hearted attempts to do the dishes
As acts of kindness meant for me
I'm strong enough
To find happiness in the little things
And push away the pain
That comes with life
I'm strong enough
To hope
To wait
To begin this chapter in my life
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I love your use of contrast between seeimngly 'simple' tasks and the more intricate. It's a beautiful heartfelt poem well done!