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Motherhood

Year of twenty fourteen changed me a baby with a baby Although your cherished endlessly Motherhood is scary This little person New to life My emotions overbearing Nurtured with a newfound Love, protectiveness and caring Nothing means more to me You really cant compare it . A woman who im proud to be When i become your parent

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Date: 8/16/2024 9:37:00 PM
My soul can't wait for the day to have my own kid. Just not sure when it's going to happen. This poem feels me with a sense of goodness, but the pit to my stomach wonders how will they grow and age. Many blessings upon your way. Short but sweet poems, I love 'em.
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