These days

by Jessi Purviance

These days are long
Sometimes I go outside
and I miss the sunshine.

These days are painful
listening to broken hearts
Tears

These days are filled with smiles
Hugs
laughing until my sides hurt.

These days I am a mother
I have 250 teenagers
I love them all

These days I am an artist
Pictures
Paint

I am weaker
I am stronger

These days are changing me