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A poem of a mothers hopes for her children. I Hope you enjoy reading it. |
| Today's, I've had plenty. Mistakes a many. My thoughts flow constantly With ifs and could of been I play pretend. Mud pies, dirty hands, teary eyes. I'm such a flawed individual Raising multiples. Slightly different. Needing love an validation. With each my mind ponders. Remembering the things I needed as a child. Giving my all to make them learn with a smile. Knowing one day I will have to let go. Hoping I have instilled a strength of self love, Worthiness, acceptance and forgiveness in them. |