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Aug 2013
I sometimes worry...

Like a mother worries
When her toddler
Falls and scrapes a knee
And needs a kiss on a
Boo-boo.

Like a mother worries
When her 6th grader
Gets bullied
And starts thinking
About self-harm.

When her freshman
Stays home all year
Because they don't fit in
With the cool kids.

When their senior
Suffers from a broken heart
And weeps for days
Wishing it had never happened.

When their college bound baby
Goes off to live on their own,
To juggle school, a job and
A life.

Only a mother would
Understand how much
LOVE and CARE
Is the simple origin
Of a lot of
Worrying.
Elizabeth Frost
Written by
Elizabeth Frost  23/F
(23/F)   
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   Kira Harmon and Nat Lipstadt
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