This is a brief conversation I had with my son when I was expecting my second child.
The miracle of new life.
My poem is about something everyone should be concerned about…… School Shootings.
Reading to your baby.
A poem to my newborn son from me, his teenage mom.
The wonderful time children have playing in the mud may frustrate many a mother, but this poem deals with it in a way that show the humor of it all.
My poem is written to my unborn son when I was 17 and 13 weeks pregnant.
It about my feelings to my daughter, about her and I.
A poem I wrote after I had my children about the time when I carried them and the afterwards. I wanted to tell them I loved them for who they are and who they made me.
My poem is about my unborn child and how anxiously we await “it’s” arrival.