Peace: a poem

Posting this poem does feel a little like baring a bit of my soul but I’m going to be brave! Now, some days I find being a mother so tough. Sometimes it’s relentless hard work and I feel my patience has worn thin and I am all touched out. BUT I am lucky enough to have moments, every day, of absolute joy. I really do love being a mother and I wrote this poem in the middle of the night when I was in that loved up haze of having a new baby – I think JB was just a few weeks old. I  realised in all my life I had never felt so contented and, simply, happy.

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