Tribute to her...the Running MOM
She laces up her sneakers and hits the road,
After washing and folding the laundry load.
Two bites for kiddos and one bite for her,
Running is a an escape when life is a blur.
Thigh that rub and boobs that bounce,
Each step moving toward goals by the ounce.
She is strong, healthy, amazing, the best,
If only her kids knew long run=rest.
During the day she wears a strong face,
Desperately trying to keep up the pace.
The finish line is not always clear,
Coming home she is greeted by little cheers.