Morning ChoresToday I'll get upand go do some gardeningto try and relax
if she is awakeI lay out her medicinesempty her foley bagask her what she wantsfor breakfast—now my coffee
That's a powerful poem man.
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“Twelve Hour Human”My family knows better than to expect much from meIn the morning.Best to let me fend for myself until tenOr so.After that you can count on me to be a responsibleFully functioning twelve hour human adult.