My Children
My children lye awake
each night,
"plotting"
another day, as I yell
and scream and fight
with them to please
just go to bed.
One by one
they go to sleep
and everything’s ok,
until the morning
when they wake,
to start another day.
By Heather D. Roe
each night,
"plotting"
another day, as I yell
and scream and fight
with them to please
just go to bed.
One by one
they go to sleep
and everything’s ok,
until the morning
when they wake,
to start another day.
By Heather D. Roe
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