My daughter’s bedside, 3am

Mothers Day (tomorrow in New Zealand)Β is always special to me. I am so proud to beΒ a mother, and so very grateful.Β  I wrote this poem today. My daughter’s bedside, 3am You are far away, somewhere mothers cannot follow. But I am near; so near your breath is my blanket. It won’t be long until the […]

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