Sara's Poetry Pages - Sara McDarby  


  Some mornings   

There are some mornings

                when I know

that I'm doing everything wrong.


        I watch you crawling around,

pick up a toy

                throw it behind you

and I wonder                what mistakes

        will I make
                        have I made?


You look so perfect,



I want a guarantee
                        it'll stay that way.


Maybe I'm just getting
                a headstart on guilt

        I feel such unreasonable
                and total responsibility.


Can I really blame myself

                for everything?




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