My body is for my children
My body is for my children.
My arms are 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳𝘴 to wrap around themselves into a hug,
to cradle my newborn and rock her to sleep,
and to carry my toddler and push my older kids on the swing.
My legs are 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳𝘴 to climb with and chase through the park,
and they hold me upright all day long and keep me going, no matter what.
My wrinkles are 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳𝘴 from nights spent...