I think Camp Barnabas
Has prepared me
For motherhoodUntil now
I've never understood
How built I am for service
For helping
For lovingToday,
A camper pulled my hair
He pulled it by the fistful
And he pulled hardYet as I walked away
All I felt was
Overwhelming loveI know now
That there is no pain
My future child
Could inflict on me
No disrespect
No heartache
No late night tears
That could ever stop me
From loving them abundantly(07/27/22)
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Poetry***PSA- PLEASE TAKE TIME TO READ MY MOST RECENT ADDITIONS TO THIS POETRY SAGA. I've been writing in this poetry journal since 2016 and they do get progressively better and more insightful.*** thank you carry on: These poems contain snippets of my...