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Things I Miss

Things I Miss

I miss our first conversations about life, And what you want to grow up to be. Things are changing since I’m the Mommy who’s mean And you’re a 9 year-old boy going on 16. I don’t miss the crying, whining or throwing yourself on the ground, But I miss those first discoveries The first touch, … Continue reading

It’s hard to be 9

It’s hard to be 9

It’s hard to be 9 You’re so close to 10 Come back from summer break And your world changes again. At 9, you still remember 5 It was your first year of school And now that you’re 9 You’re so much more cool. It’s just so hard to be 9 Still too young to be … Continue reading