she wakes up in the middle of the night
to tend to his every needs
she cries whenever he cries
she worries if everything will be all right
she's going through the options at hand
they're out of napkins at this store
and they're certain there aren't anymore
but they hope that she can understand
she may not have enough to eat
she may not get enough of sleep
but what she can't give enough of
is love for her one and only son
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My writings and poems
I don't think i'm a good writer. I don't even think I'm good at anything, and if you want to waste your time reading these so called 'poems' go right ahead. I'm just sorry they're not as great as I would like them to be.
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