A mother wrapping her arms around her child
The child sinking into the warmth
These feelings that appear so magical to you
In the moment, you feel loved
Untouchable
Life spinning you around its looping wheel
You, who once thought it was gentle
Are now getting spun this way and that
So brutally
Do you still think you’re untouchable?
Anger seeps in as you think back
To the hug mother gave so easily then
Instead, she tells you
“Face it head-on”
Where’s the hug now warm mother??
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Author:
OnionAlone (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Some parents aren’t worthy of being parents.
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I hear the message of coldness that some experience but I take another message from this poem. That of the baby bird pushed out of the nest so it will fly and the baby bear chased off by its mother so that it too may learn to live on its own. The difference being one of timing and nurturing care that it is done for the good of the young. Well written
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