To show up means wonders,
Through the breaks and the blunders
I suppose it\'s good enough
To be sitting with the rains of upcoming October
Pitter patter, yet it matters rather significantly
Starting to think about my life
After college
When I\'m no longer covered
By my parents health insurance;
When the Spring sings to Summer:
Daffodils will bloom and dress up for one another
And mingle among the Irises, Violets and Hyacinths at the Solstice Ball
Through the rain headspace and beyond;
Rather fond of the thought of having children
Fostering children feels like a calling
Without the falsehood lover requirement, in singlehood
I would love a family to show up
In whatever state that may be, my babies, I
Yearn to care for whoever you are and will be
Through your breaks and your blunders
(Rather, moreso my own)
I\'ll show up for you, my Wonder(s)