Parenting
Rock my cradle,
Sing me a lullaby,
Feed me at your breasts,
Love me soft and true,
Bring me up by inches,
To strong full manhood,
Listen to my cries,
As I struggle with the world,
Lift me up as I stumble and fall,
Help me along,
Till you will or can,
I can now see,
That you stoop low,
With sagging breasts,
Affection all dried,
And almost all set,
To see you buried in bedrock.
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