Gary Hunter

Mothers and Babies - Nov. 9, 2021

I know why you hold then

so much and so closely

to fill them with the sap

that oozes from smiles and whispers

from touches and warm little sounds

to give every night

a fat happy start to sleep

and so they won’t awaken

to a world of fear and pain

and ask themselves

what are these tears?

like so many of us do

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