In My Mother's Shoes…
I am my mother, Linda
I wonder what Matthew and Kelly are doing in the playroom
I hear them screaming random words
I see them pretend fighting by kicking and punching
I want them to stop it because someone can get hurt
I am worried.
I pretend I am in bed sleeping
I feel the cool kitchen counter
I touch the dishes and cups
I understand they are only children
I say, ¨They are just little children playing a game and having fun¨
I dream of my children having a good life.
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