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BIRTH
Coming into this world
you need to be greeted
with open arms
When those arms won't unfold
in time to catch you
your fall will be infinite
When you fall
you either shatter
or just become as strong as many
Having gotten strong
You may piece yourself together again
in which way depends on yourself
Fuck those who fail their kids ...
you need to be greeted
with open arms
When those arms won't unfold
in time to catch you
your fall will be infinite
When you fall
you either shatter
or just become as strong as many
Having gotten strong
You may piece yourself together again
in which way depends on yourself
Fuck those who fail their kids ...
Published 22nd Jul 2017
| Edited 24th Jul 2017
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22nd Jul 2017 7:03pm
I love your fierce pen Miss Chi...Truth it is!
If they can't handle the responsiblitly they shouldn't taken on a lifelong of commitment.
Sadly, so many children grow up to be adults bearing the scars of neglect.
If they can't handle the responsiblitly they shouldn't taken on a lifelong of commitment.
Sadly, so many children grow up to be adults bearing the scars of neglect.
22nd Jul 2017 10:00pm
22nd Jul 2017 10:49pm
Miss Chi, i love the imagery of open arms for children. I think as parents we agree with the cosmos that within our embrace our chilfren will always find a haven of piece and unconditional love. Your thinking is beautiful. Bravisima!
22nd Jul 2017 10:58pm
23rd Jul 2017 1:31am
After You have kids...Your life and travels through it....are ONLY to form the most solid foundation for THEM....as they grow and become adults, You get part of Your life back....advise them as they encounter their own personal storms.
I regret nothing that was given up for my Daughter...She was something gained, precious in life.
What is funny is how many times...we can break apart in life, how many times we glue, sometimes we are wiser, other times we repeat patterns...
This was indeed a Fierce Write ...The Fire is quite bright and something great to behold-Pen On Poetess!!!
I regret nothing that was given up for my Daughter...She was something gained, precious in life.
What is funny is how many times...we can break apart in life, how many times we glue, sometimes we are wiser, other times we repeat patterns...
This was indeed a Fierce Write ...The Fire is quite bright and something great to behold-Pen On Poetess!!!
23rd Jul 2017 2:55am
Love the fierceness of this piece Iris. This touched me very deeply, having raised my child on my own, (her father present in physical sense only)
It is a terrible place to find yourself... ox
It is a terrible place to find yourself... ox
