Baby is sad. She has a fever.
Mama is sad. She hates the snow.
Baby has crunchy peanut butter hair.
Mama needs to brush her hair.
Baby is wearing a sweatsuit.
Mama is wearing just one step up from a Walmart adult sweatsuit.
Baby has taken a handful of steps, but quit over the last couple days.
Mama has been logging miles, but quit over the last couple days.
Baby/Mama.
Mama/Baby.
Our lives are tied together.
1 comment:
i like it. sweet, soulful and poetic.
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