It is quiet today here in my house. The children, one-by-one, kiss me and leave, the door swinging behind them. Like the calm after a hurricane, there is mess in their wake-- and yet the storm will return, perhaps with less force later on. ...
· In: Motherhood, Poems
It is quiet today here in my house. The children, one-by-one, kiss me and leave, the door swinging behind them. Like the calm after a hurricane, there is mess in their wake-- and yet the storm will return, perhaps with less force later on. ...
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