meditations, motherhood., one. more., poetry., spirituality., the 49th shade.

Me Colored Glasses.

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Kiss of fate
These matrons three
(Where were you?
What did you see?)
Wishes granted
Best group ever.
Slaying cyclops.
Reignite purpose.
Have you collected
Enough proof yet
My dear?
We
Got
You.
Go.
Study.
Be a mom
We got this.
Live now love
With simple joy
It’s not boring
When you see
Mother
Through Me Colored
Glasses
Try em on
Come see.

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