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By Kalynn SchmollPublished 5 years ago • 1 min read
Peace of Motherhood

A place where I can be myself without anyone else. A place of solitude and fortune for thy queen to rule within thee. They say it's selfish. I say it's quite devilishly peaceful if you ask me. I can be on my porch listening to the birds chirp within the ocean breeze. As the water glistens within the sunlight as the kids play in such delight. As I sip on my tea with such glee. I wonder how peaceful it is to just be. Being safely home as these kids play on the beach like it's some kind of treat. When in reality it could be a fatality when all of a sudden my family shows up with some type of causality. Oh no never a dull moment in this house for how could there be when we are all consider family.

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    Written by Kalynn Schmoll