Difficulties

it's hard to hate someone you've held in your arms someone you've kept warm someone who's feed at your breast someone who day by day you dressed it's hard to hate someone you've feed or for that someone bedtime stories you have read someone you've brought joy with a little dolly or a toy it's hard to hate when you remember the joy it's hard to hate someone who's arms wrapped around your leg that made crayola pictures of mom and dad it's hard to hate what we once had even though the out come is sad but over all the love that drives me mad is the one thing i have that forever makes me glad