Hush now,
don't fuss now.
Your cryin' is breaking my heart.
Sleep now,
dream now.
Your mommy's tearin'out her heart.
I loved you this mornin'
and I love you even more tonight,
as I struggle in this fight.
I fight for you my love and I fight for me.
I fight for what should be mine,
the way that I had hoped that you would be.
Selfish and foolish is me.
I know you deserve the best,
to be happy and never disstressed.
Oh, selfish and foolish me.
I loved you this mornin',
and as I lay your head in her arms.
I think about how lonely and empty my heart and arms will be.
Oh, how hard it is to be a mommy to no one but me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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