Sometimes I just wonder how it all would have been..
A mini us, what would have become..
I sit at family gatherings looking at my nieces and nephews and think,
Would us fit, would us be there,
Or do we get the crazy eye from people who don’t know us.
All I can say, I’ve got this little desire, this big wondering..
What if I push thru it all.
Like the mother that I would have been..
at family gatherings.