And just for thought...
Waking up, I hit the snooze button seven times.
I rise to sunshine, a little wet nose, and little girl giggles.
Maybe, it's not the romantic breakfast in bed I once dreamed as a young girl
but I do not fret.
Dressing, I put on a pair of flats and one piece of jewelry.
I look at the mirror and I see a woman now, a mother, still a poet.
We're making it.
She throws me a kiss as I pull away from her daycare.
I know that if that's the only kiss I get all day, it's enough for a life time.
Sighing happily, I know I conquered my life.
Humbled, she runs into my arms at the end of the day,
wrapping her tiny arms around my neck like she hasn't seen me for weeks,
letting me know that I'm doing all right by this little girl.
Who cares about anyone else?
Quiet nights, she nestles in my arms, tucking her head under my chin,
giving me the perfect ending to my every day.
As I lay down for the night, the little wet nose of my trusty companion nudges me.
Smiling, I make a place for her beside me, feeling her warmth.
Drifting to sleep, I know for all the things that I do not have,
I have more then enough to be grateful for in these two little hearts no taller then my knees.
At the end of the day, I'm just a girl who has been in love with writing her entire life. I am full of quirks, anxieties, fears, joys, laughter. And all I have wanted to do was give the world a smile.