My Monday Metrical Musings #71

Sponge Daddy's glad to always beMy darling's little spongeTo absorb every tear ofJoy or woeTo soak it all in Letting you uncurl But son there's something I mustTell youEach time I hold you tightWhen you meltdown in angerOr frightPart of me dies just alittle each time As I hug you withevery last fibre of my … Continue reading My Monday Metrical Musings #71