I see the fear in your eyes
That I will not fit within
Encircled arms;
And that I will spill over
Arrangements and customs-
Slide through gaps in bonds
Like a hare fleeing a farm;
That I will question
Even facts-
Woo contention,
Talk back-
Not valiantly smile
when snubbed,
or purr contentedly
when rubbed.
But walk through with you
I will
This life, if not this world-
Guard you against adversity,
Cherish you with a fierce motherliness.
I will bless you
If not with beds,
With great robust bushes of roses
So, take me,
But take me in small doses.
Jun 8, 2021
Jun 8, 2021 at 9:29 PM UTC
I see the fear in your eyes
That I will not fit within
Encircled arms;
And that I will spill over
Arrangements and customs-
Slide through gaps in bonds
Like a hare fleeing a farm;
That I will question
Even facts-
Woo contention,
Talk back-
Not valiantly smile
when snubbed,
or purr contentedly
when rubbed.
But walk through with you
I will
This life, if not this world-
Guard you against adversity,
Cherish you with a fierce motherliness.
I will bless you
If not with beds,
With great robust bushes of roses
So, take me,
But take me in small doses.
