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Apr 2022
I do not mind carrying you,
you carry the conversation while I breathe
and your breath warms my ear

I do not mind the angle at which I hold you
as I bathe you and listen to you sing
and your arms soap my cheeks

I do not mind the slow fall onto the bed
your light keeps us aware of the night
and your dreams bruise until you forget

I do not mind,
but I wait for a dawn alone.
I led a staff network of parents and carers for several years.  They are champions.
Steve Page
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Steve Page  62/M/London, U.K.
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