BEE MOORE’S BABY

Emotionally exhausted

Fluidly leaking like a faucet

Control I finally tossed it

All restraint I finally lost it.

Hormone changes lead to hives

So unpleasantly surprised

To already see the journey of my surprise

So many triggers to my insecurities

Standing strong as they arise.

Running to him for support

Tenderness long and never short

Royally we sit the court

The Field of Love

My favorite sport.

So Beloved take me in

As I continue to repent for all my sin

Karmically I continue to go within

Guide me on this journey of Motherhood again.