It Was Never A Big Deal
I had to tell myself to survive
It was never a big deal
I had to tell myself to survive
It would all somehow get swept up
or swept aside
amongst the dresses and the jewels
or the dinners with company
It was never a big deal
I had to tell myself to survive
It would all somehow get swept up
or swept aside
amongst the dresses and the jewels
or the dinners with company
Do you have a story to tell that you need to put to rest? Put It To Rest. Then Let it Go!
Hoods of Motherhood (May 2023, Prolific Pulse Press) | Editor: Put It To Rest & iPoetry | Casa de mi Corazon: A Travel Journal. linktr.ee/LindsaySoberano_Wilson