I was inspired to rewrite yesterday's story in a different format today. So here it is!
We sit here, We two, My last baby and I. As the world sleeps, And the sun starts to peek. This one, Like the two before, Won’t keep. The day will start, Demanding and busy, Calling for our attention. But for now the world sleeps, The sun starts to peek. And we? We sit here, My last baby and I.
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Melanie Andrew
3/3/2023 07:06:35 pm
This is a beautiful poem! Captures a precious moment in time so perfectly.
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