Just a mom Poems
I Am Proud Of Me
by brandie Dozier
I am the hush of dawn when tired eyes open,
and I rise, not because it is easy,
but because little feet trust me to stand.
I am the soft whisper between tears,
telling myself, “Keep going, it will not always be this hard,”
while folding yesterday’s laundry with tomorrow’s faith.
I am the laughter that echoes in a tiny apartment,
where two boys see a hero wrapped in a mother’s arms,
......
I Am Proud Of Me
by brandie Dozier
I am the hush of dawn when tired eyes open,
and I rise, not because it is easy,
but because little feet trust me to stand.
I am the soft whisper between tears,
telling myself, “Keep going, it will not always be this hard,”
while folding yesterday’s laundry with tomorrow’s faith.
I am the laughter that echoes in a tiny apartment,
where two boys see a hero wrapped in a mother’s arms,
......
