I like this Cindylu. I want to share something. I thought I knew all there was to being an adult but I truly didn't know until my son entered this world.
Just one look on his face and there was something I finally got. That my mothers words rang true and I really knew nothing at all. But I learned very quickly what it was that she already knew. That when they enter your world there is nothing you won't do.
Pride goes out the window. When their hungry they must feed. And they need a place to lay their head thats nice,neat and clean. So as we grow up weither it be in years,moments,or instances like this. I promised myself from that 1st night that there would be nothing he'd want for or miss.
This is the end of my poem and I think we all have different instances where we grow and learn. This one was mine.
I like this Cindylu. I want to share something. I thought I knew all there was to being an adult but I truly didn't know until my son entered this world.
Just one look on his face and there was something I finally got. That my mothers words rang true and I really knew nothing at all. But I learned very quickly what it was that she already knew. That when they enter your world there is nothing you won't do.
Pride goes out the window. When their hungry they must feed. And they need a place to lay their head thats nice,neat and clean. So as we grow up weither it be in years,moments,or instances like this. I promised myself from that 1st night that there would be nothing he'd want for or miss.
This is the end of my poem and I think we all have different instances where we grow and learn. This one was mine.
I've learned the ones you'd think would understand often don't.
Lies go faster than the truth.