I feel guilty when I don’t write
And it feels like an excuse to say
That I have no time, can’t spare a second
That life swallowed me whole, gone another day
But it’s true, do forgive me, what can I say
That time laughing with my kids is precious
And these moments don’t last forever
Alas life is a hilarious mess
And my hands last night were covered in slime
My daughter smile so big, the house clean
Finally able to sit down and enjoy
Making the goopy liquid and see her gleam
Each day is filled with moments to treasure
To bad this won’t be forever
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