more rain.out of milk.
house a dump.
laundry piling up.
broke a glass and cut my hand.
forgot to eat breakfast.
lost keys.
pms.
house a dump.
laundry piling up.
broke a glass and cut my hand.
forgot to eat breakfast.
lost keys.
pms.
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hey
That is a really nice poem.
but other than that,how do you feel
Dad
Thanks for finding me. I'm enjoying going through your blog and reading. particularly this post. I completely related to this poem. Your boys are beautiful-- and you capture the, uh, challenges so well. I'm lookin' forward to more :)
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