Sleepless nights that make me frown,
lingering emotions that wear me down.
Of day time dramas alive and thriving,
of shopping days and children crying.
Washing days a day to dread,
thoughts of going back to bed.
Stress filled days that make me frail,
a mothers lament in full sail.
-Written By Robyn Brown
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