Crying children


My kids are on my mind 

all most %80 of the time

even when they are not crying 

my mind seems to be lying

I here it no matter what I do

when they are sleeping I here it too

But I love it you see

makes me believe they still need me

That I am not getting older 

that they are not yet growing 

not yet maknig mistakes

I will do what ever it takes 

to take our time and enjoy our time 

Our life is fine

Thats whats on my mind

almost %80 of the time.

(other than that my husband, school, photography, etc.)



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