My Child
I fell in love with you
before you were born.
You've gifted me
challenged me
frustrated me
challenged me
delighted me
challenged me
snuggled me...
oh
and have I mentioned
challenged me?
When you were born
I believed children could chase butterflies
and climb trees
and play spin-the-bottle
and sometimes even be hateful to one-another.
The worst thing that could happen in that
fantasy world
is a parent would step in and
demand attention
and discipline
and changes in youthful behavior.
The worst thing
in other words
was that our parents would call us out.
I did not grow up in a world where
people could end up legally dead
for going to the 7-11 to buy
candy and soda.
It floors me that
you have to grow
up in that
kind.
Copyright © Nancy Jones | Year Posted 2012
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