Firsts and lasts

I see you Mama,

Baby in your arms

Dishes in the sink

Waiting for a moment

To get up and have a drink

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Washing piles around you

Your phone is close by too

The TV’s been on for hours

Yet everything feels new

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Still in the padding

Clipped bras on rotate

Moving still hurts a little

Under that soft extra weight

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Swallowing your tired

Trying to offer your best

As visitors keep calling in

When all you want is rest

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Adding to your lists

Seeing what’s to be done

Forgetting that right now

You’re someone’s number one

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Up late in darkness

Down for a short time

Running on empty

With no space to unwind

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Wearing your new skin

Covering up the marks

It’s easy to forget

That you are pure art

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You are always needed

It’s easy to feel touched out

You watch time move slowly

Your needs going without

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Your mind is always on

Juggling other’s needs

Appointments, laundry, love

Hungry mouths you need to feed

It’s just so relentless

You rarely get a break

I know your body feels

That tired, full ache

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But this won’t be forever

This stage shall soon pass

And one day you’ll miss

These special firsts and lasts.