Forgiving My Child
Stars twinkle above my head
But do I ever notice?
No. I’m always in my head
Sheltered from the beauty around me
The gifts I’ve been given
Go unnoticed again
I view myself as a little child
I am the child, but also it’s mother
Which means that try as I may
Controlling the little one never works
Forgiving my child
For staying out too late
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