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Clung to my hip on transit we sit transitioning from my baby to little man but on days this cold mommy he holds and I overstand his need my hubbys seed has blossomed in my soil full bloom before high noon groomed to conquer the day he stay close to my chest the same breast that fed him now let him rest we travel home first class the best seat on the train the boy who carries our name sleeps until duty calls he maybe too tall one day may want to sit alone may ride this train with a boy of his own but right now he needs me the comfort of mommy is like no other soon to be big brother is baby for now he bows before the goddess crown until his neck is strong enough to bear the weight of his own Ive sown now I reap this moment in our seats together my rising son and I. #CTAFreestyles
Posted on: Wed, 12 Nov 2014 14:11:34 +0000

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