Child
Small child reaches for love,
But no one is there,
Only an empty satin glove,
Memory of faces, no substance, air,
Initial learning to oneness,
Impressionable child age,
Molded, single future.
Torn from peers and friends,
A dozen times resettled,
Forget how to mingle,
Maybe never knew how,
Emotional walls strengthen o'er time,
Love is on the other side of the line,
One can never hope to gain,
What one ne'er felt before,
No solutions, only pain.
Today wise and saged,
With foundation bitterness,
Still alone, no real home,
Losing touch, no control,
I wish I knew,
How to feel love.
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