The world merrily awaits my coming

As in preparation for a newly crowned king

It will come as a surprise to my very eyes

This huge world to behold and admire

Thank you Mom, for this beautiful world into which I venture.


At the first sight of light, I cried out with glee

Now to live through this worlds amazing fantasy

And with melodies come great aggression

Every step is filled pain and depression

I never felt more safe, than inside you Mummy.


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8 Responses to Anxious

  1. bendedspoon says:

    Aren’t we are all excited to be born to a lot of experiences only to wish later on that we could run back from where we came from? Thanks for the great write and here’s to facing life head on with hope and positivity! 🙂

  2. Jingle says:


    Mummy has selfless love for her children.
    well done.


  3. lunawitch15 says:

    made think of my mom. our moms are the greatest are they not?

  4. fiveloaf says:

    such love is beautiful my friend.. here’s my potluck..

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