It didnt go to plan,
much was left undone.
Your arrival tore me in two
and made me the one
to care for you
in every waking hour,
to mind you with your brother,
to teach you two to love each other.
much was left undone.
Your arrival tore me in two
and made me the one
to care for you
in every waking hour,
to mind you with your brother,
to teach you two to love each other.
And whilst now i must be torn again
and divide myself between you three,
my husband and my boys,
and another thirty three times three,
I hope the one thing I did not leave undone
and divide myself between you three,
my husband and my boys,
and another thirty three times three,
I hope the one thing I did not leave undone
was to pass the love, and peace and gentleness
you gave me at your birth
back to you, and to our family.
you gave me at your birth
back to you, and to our family.
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