Updated: Nov 29, 2021
She cried,
And thinking it was a game
Her baby began to laugh…
Which made her laugh,
And forget what it was, exactly,
That had made her cry
In the first place.
Lord grant me The speed To stop my toddler From drinking the toilet brush water again. Lord grant me The patience To play hide-and-seek...
I will never Not be bewildered By the juxtaposition Of my inability To bake a loaf of bread, And my body’s Innate ability To create...
If where you are today Is not where you want to be tomorrow... Then don’t wake up tomorrow, And do the same thing you did today.
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