PerfectionA Poem by Monday ParkerI grew perfection in my womb An even blend of Me and him Blue eyes Red hair -his daddy’s color His wide alert stare Focuses on my face with love The sweetest little cry Awakens my body to Care for him My senses heightened My awareness of his needs Is something born into me The woman’s body is incredible The changes made to Create, grow and deliver Makes me respect myself more I grew perfection And I will continue to Develop Raise Teach This perfect little part of him and me. © 2020 Monday Parker |
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Added on August 24, 2020 Last Updated on August 26, 2020 Author
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