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  • Writer's pictureErin

my boys

Updated: 2 days ago

the sound of tiny toes

pitter patter behind me

as I dance around

the kitchen making coffee.


it may be six a.m.

and I may be tired,

but the precious purrs

of the boys

feel like sunshine on my skin.


they might keep me

up all night, running around

the house,

but to them, this house

is the happiest place on earth.


it is warmth.


it is their playground.


it is where they get to grow up.


I hope they love it here, because

without them, my life would be too quiet.



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