Not a single tear, or stutter,
Not a flinch or noise did I utter.
My mom on the other hand was sweaty and tense,
she wouldn't quit mumbling, she was makin' no sense.
It didn't hurt, but just a pinch
(and thanks to my audiance of 8)
It was really quite a sinch.
1 comment:
cute poem..."when emotional we write best."~A
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