i sit and i watch my children play
wondering why i stay
then one turns to me with a smile as if to say
*mommy i love you*
and that enough to answer what ever doubts came my way.
to see their smiles, to hear them play
to know that in some small way
i am the reason for them smiles for the words they say
no way
could i ever stray
Hey, I know that feeling. And you have expressed it to a t. Sometimes I hate everything, but when one of my girls gives me a hug and tells me she loves me, it all goes away. They are my sanity, and my every reason for being here.
I hope to read more of your works in the future.