Butterflies In My Belly Forever

Rookie (5-30-76 / Tennessee)

Biography of Butterflies In My Belly Forever

Butterflies In My Belly Forever poet

I am a victim of my childhood. Yeah, you can read those words and take that sentence any way you wish. You can decide to see me as a strong, independant, happy, healthy, loving, caring, funny and wonderful person...or you can see me as another number. Lowly and sad, disfunctional and raised like a barn cat. We are all roadmaps of where life has taken us. I have seen many things, some good, some bad. I have made good decisions and bad. Either way I am a product of my childhood, and I would not have it any other way. It is up to you to decide to see me.

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My Little Boy

Oh the beauty of my little boy.
I hear his footsteps in the earliest of early.
A happy chuckle from down the hall,
Who said you can't have it all?

He pulls hisself into my bed..
Wraps his sweet little arm around my head.
He gives me kisses on my cheek..
Oh my he feels so sweet.

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