Flood gates

Just when you think you have it all held together,
carefully organized
so that peace will reign over the land,
the flood gates open.

Chopping apples
and suddenly
you can’t stop crying.

Another Star Wars question
you can’t answer.

Another last minute permission slip,
missing baseball gear,
and rain coat
that has to be found.

I can do this
and I am,
but man I miss
“momlettes” in the morning
and kisses goodnight.

Everyday stronger,
finding my way,
I walk on.

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