babys perspective
Her voice is soft
Her voice is caring
I hear my mother’s sweet laughter
I feel her beautiful songs
I hear her cries, sometimes she talks to me.
I don’t know why she’s so sad,
I scared that she won’t want me anymore.
I want to make her happy.
I’m stuck inside of this darkness
I’m scared of what comes next
Will I even make it out there?
The world seems scary
I’m afraid she’ll leave me
I don’t want her to leave me.
This poem is about:
Our world