Little stitches
The kids are asleep
and we sit opposite each other
each of us on the countertop
talking about our week
making each other laugh,
sewing in, sewing out,
the little stitches
that keep us
together.
The kids are asleep
and we sit opposite each other
each of us on the countertop
talking about our week
making each other laugh,
sewing in, sewing out,
the little stitches
that keep us
together.
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