I don’t often write poems so this blog is going to be a little bit different today. Writing can be such a great outlet and I find it very therapeutic to get my words down in whatever form they come. This poem just seemed to come to mind so I wanted to share it with you…
Go on and have your moan and your whinge,
about those kiddies who came out of your minge.
With their demanding and stropping all over the floor, Continue reading “Poem: The Toughest Days”
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