NaPoWriMo Day 27. Is it really Day 27 already? What will I do with my evenings after Wednesday? Anyway today’s poem is called Second Chance.
Second Chance
Holding her grandchild for the first time
she thinks to herself this is a second chance.
Maybe this time, I will do things better.
Maybe this time, I won’t worry that she’s not sleeping. Continue reading “Second Chance”