I am not alone,
Running errands, talking on the phone.
I'm happily reminded that I'm not alone.
Little tone hands, a precious rounded knee,
pushing and twisting that no one else can see.
Oh sweet child kicking up your heels,
it is our little secret that only I can feel.
I look forward to your birth,
when I can kiss your skin,
but for now I will just smile,
As I feel you play within.
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things have been bad but at least I have one thing goin for me💙💗
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Poems.
PoesiaThis is mostly my poetry but some are not. My poetry is pure trash, but hope my random writing entertains you.
