is a full time job
answering the needs,
the whims,
the wonderings
of her boss…
those little people.
Flashing eyes of mischief,
sometimes rebellion,
tear with frustration,
shine with elation.
Sometimes
I look
into those eyes
I care for day by day
and wonder,
who will love mother
and nurture her
the way
she cares for these,
the little people?
Reflected in those
sparkling eyes
I see…
only me?
Only me.
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