Emery

Emery,
You were born to me.
Only you, my family.
With toothless smile
I saw something within me
That I had not seen
In awhile.
And hands grasping
To hold mine own,
I had not known
What motherhood would
Otherwise had shown.

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My family

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