I Am I Wonder I Want
I am a woman first.
I wonder if I’ll always feel like a teenager.
I hear EVERYTHING.
I see the feelings in little faces.
I want to not lose that.
I am a proud mom.
I pretend upon request.
I feel (too) deeply.
I touch the curls, the sweat, the little toes.
I worry about everything,
I cry less than […]