I used to curl up by your side and hold you tight every time you cried.
You taught me manners and got me gifts, anything would do just so long as I didn't miss him like you.
The three of us with you were overwhelming as it would be for any single mom. You had no space through spring especially!
Picture every thunderstorm in your room my brother, my sister, and me only to get there and wonder if the thunder was scarier than your snoring. Each of us would wiggle & giggle did I forget to mention waking Ginger and Bernie, our family dogs; just finding comfort in one another, and shortly after the older to fighting for the spot by me. Having no privacy and no choice but to share, I can't even imagine having three kids who knew no mercy. You deserve now only to be happy.
School clothes, and music lessons, you were deprived of time to yourself, forget having money it was all wrapped up in me and my siblings. Your heart was broken way too early, your mind was checked out, and you no longer need to struggle or share your heartbeat x three. Just breathe. No matter what you're still my mom.
The way I still feel when I get ill, all I want is you and your bed to cuddle up & wait for my chicken noodle soup. Who am I kidding I was the worst sick kid on the...