That’s Cause Why

Rhymes, Writings, and Confessions to Small Crimes

My darling angel, why do you run about?

“Because Mama, sleep I can do without.”

My precious boy, why do you fuss about?

“Bacause Mama, instructions I can not figure out.”

My sweet, sweet Love, why do you roam about?

“Because Mama, I need to fly, and these walls will not let me out.”

My Baby Boy, why do you wale about?

“Because Mama, leaving you, my heart can live without.”

-Madamchryzl-

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