and they're cuddled up at night.
And then one calls and says to me,
"Can't you tuck me in real tight?"
But I once read my hardest job
is to build up their self-worth.
Them: Mama leaves but then comes home?
I'm the greatest kid on Earth.
Nocturnal Sanders is a challenge to myself to write a new poem for each of the next 365 days. Along the way I hope to discover my hidden voice of creativity.
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