I was inspired to write this short poem today. I was standing in line at Walmart, looked down and saw spit up all over the inside of my purse. I put on a clean shirt to go running, picked Preston up and had "Vegetable Medley" smeared on it. So, enjoy this short but sweet poem......
Badge of Love
There’s food in my purse and food in my hair
But, going out in public what do I care?
My shirt has a stain as big as a baby’s hand
Sleepless nights make my eyes feel full of sand
My car smells of baby I was recently told
But the smell, in my opinion, never gets old
I can handle the spit up, the diapers, the mess
These small badges of love are the very best!
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