As an observer, I am not displaced; I am in the right place. Close by if you need me. Waiting for you to say, “Are you coming, mama?”
And as often as possible, as long as possible, my answer will be, “Yes, I’m coming. I’m right behind you.”
Now I follow you.
At first, I carried you. Then I walked beside you. But now, I’ve dropped back to where I belong at…
Posted by Guilty Chocoholic Mama on Monday, August 3, 2020
