Opposites Aligned
There was a small child,
They felt new,
Hands opening and closing...
Eyes widening and new things frightening.
They needed hugs and loving,
Also teaching about the world They chose.
Sometimes, their Mum went hot and red...
And went around the corner to breathe.
Life felt like eating and pooping... And magic of course.
Someone so small,
How could they be so precious?
A baked bean and a diamond...
Giggles and tears....
I love you's and I'm sorrys...
Learning and loving.
Trying again.
There was a small child,
Who entered what we call reality.
The magic had its opposites and each night began the new.
The End.
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