Today I drag my chair up the hill to find my spot on the sidelines. I laugh with the parents, I yell, "Let's go girls!"
Because today I am Gatorade and yoga pants and soccer cleats.
Today I am lattes and carpools and high fives.
Today I am somebody's mom.
But last night, I smile to myself. "I wonder what they would think if they knew?"
That last night I was beauty and quiet secrets and white flame
Last night I was loud passion and soft kisses and sweat.
Last night I was somebody's lover.
Today I'm just somebody's mom.