A Parent Is a Shotgun
A parent is a shotgun
protecting households and acres,
it turns on enemies without question, a trigger pulled at foul friend.
A parent is a cloud
craning neck from afar -
revealing sun to enlighten, then rain to dampen mood but nourish, replenish.
A father is a road
with heart shaped lines marking countryside,
lanes crossing a patchwork of grass and tarmac, hair and skin – aged.
A mother is a sheet
swaddling each babe in white, in cotton clean -
a chrysalis warming the child til spring, til wings spread.
A parent is a clock
tracing the ticks of blood and bond,
tracking the tocks of kin reborn;
the line continuous
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