What Happened?
What happened to all the pretty mommies to be with their eyes and skin aglow, fingers and toes always done up just so.
There's nothing that can compare to the scent of her shinny and clean hair.
Proud to be holding his baby so well, wearing clothes that fit the growth of her belly just so. Taken not one but two buses with lunch in hand surprising her man.
What happened to all the pretty mommies to be? Now a days all we have are baby mama's fussin and cussin with no decorum. See them on any given day looking like they just rolled out of bed.
Clothes so tight, I feel sorry for the babies no wonder why they come out so crazy. What happen to all the pretty mommies to be.
I use to see them taken long walks in the park or down the block in the cool of the day.
Some might reason, much to say about nothing pretty mommies to be aren't that important.
If that's true then our future isn't that bright for it is she that gives birth to life.
We have become too wise in our own eyes, to smart, to clever, to smug, to foolish that we can no longer see how important pretty mommies to be, with their eyes and skin aglow, fingers and toes done up just so, means more then mere words can tell us so.... What Happened?
There's nothing that can compare to the scent of her shinny and clean hair.
Proud to be holding his baby so well, wearing clothes that fit the growth of her belly just so. Taken not one but two buses with lunch in hand surprising her man.
What happened to all the pretty mommies to be? Now a days all we have are baby mama's fussin and cussin with no decorum. See them on any given day looking like they just rolled out of bed.
Clothes so tight, I feel sorry for the babies no wonder why they come out so crazy. What happen to all the pretty mommies to be.
I use to see them taken long walks in the park or down the block in the cool of the day.
Some might reason, much to say about nothing pretty mommies to be aren't that important.
If that's true then our future isn't that bright for it is she that gives birth to life.
We have become too wise in our own eyes, to smart, to clever, to smug, to foolish that we can no longer see how important pretty mommies to be, with their eyes and skin aglow, fingers and toes done up just so, means more then mere words can tell us so.... What Happened?
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