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I lay my arm against the edge of the tub
Looking at you, my baby boy, so happy and healthy despite all odds
I can’t even feel how exhausted I really am
Can’t hear the deeply engrained, pitted bone-deep voice that’s telling me——go rest
—-it’s our sweet exhaustion of love.
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Comments (5)
Spectacular love poem, Melissa!!!❤️❤️💕
Love of a new born baby is so exquisite, despite the exhaustion… you captured it well 🤩✅.
Well-wrought!
I just don't know how you and other mothers do it. I admire you guys a lot!
Beautiful love poem about a parent's love. Nicely Done!!