I am writing a blog as an outlet.
This blog is an outlet for my mind.
I am using it to clear my head.
This blog is giving back in kind.
I'm scared of what might lurk around the corner.
I want to run and hide.
But as a mother we cannot do that.
Our children are our other side.
We can get so caught up in our worry.
We don't know what to do.
So I write this poem.
My worries are nothing new.
I want to let go of these worries.
But as long as I breathe they are a part of me.
That's what we take on I suppose.
My worries, I hope my son does not see.
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