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Mistakes Generate Penitence.
We were poor and could not afford for her the soil of easy growth. I was a young mother i was a distracted mother...My wisdom came too late.
Beauty Reveals Itself.
Mother I did it, I won, I won; they gave me first prize; they clapped and clapped and wouldn't let go.
Motherhood Burdens All.
After a while i found a job hashing at night so i could be with her days, and it was better. But it came to where i had to bring her to his family and leave her.
Now when its too late (as if she would let me hold and comfort her like i do the others) I get up and go to her t once at her moan and restless stirring.
She is so lovely. Why did you want me to come in at all? Why were you concerned? She will find her way.
I nursed all the children, but with her, with all the fierce rigidity of first motherhood, i did like the books then said. Though her cries battered me to trembling and my breasts ached with swollenness i waited till the clock decreed.
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