And just for thought...
I sit and write with my sleeping daughter cutting off my circulation on my left side.
She is magnificent whether in slumber or awake.
Her sweet eyes dance and cheeks pink when she giggles.
I always wonder what goes on in that mind of hers.
The doctor told me I was tired, that I should take better care of myself,
but I laughed at his well intentions.
I'm the only one this girl's got.
I allow myself no breaks when it comes to giving this kid the best I got, no excuses.
She won't understand my exhaustion when she needs me.
All she'll see is that I rejected her, that I disappointed her, that I failed her.
I won't accept that any more then she would.
Her pacifier fell out but still she sleeps.
I wonder when she'll leave that behind.
If she held onto it forever, it wouldn't make a difference.
She is and will be this perfect today, tomorrow, forever in my eyes.
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.