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Accolade Winner Showcase August Accolades Member Write Showcase Thasia Anne

Man Child

Written By Thasia Anne

This man child of mine was born
 He slipped into life
I was born
I slid from child to mother
 Kisser of cuts  -  Scolder of naughty boys
Teaches of truths  -  Believer of beliefs
 There is no test to pass
No grade average to achieve
Protect, nurture,
 Throw to the wolves

How do I know
if I did well?
 When the man child holds me in the palm of his hand
and says;
I love you MOM

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