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

