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I've always wondered— If baby carriers worn at six o’clock, Or slings drawn close to the chest— Which is better? One cradles a mother’s aching spine, The other calms a child’s frantic breath. Does one weigh less, Or simply feel lighter Because love shifts the gravity? Is it comfort or convenience, A whisper to the world Or a hush to the soul? It’s like life— One posture pleases the crowd, The other holds you closer to yourself. So tell me— Which one would you be? The back that bears with quiet strength, Or the chest that beats with knowing warmth? Would you give ease to others, Or peace to your own aching pulse? I wonder still— But maybe, Maybe I’d be both.
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Jul 18, 2025
Jul 18, 2025 at 2:59 AM UTC
"Which One Would You Be?"
I've always wondered— If baby carriers worn at six o’clock, Or slings drawn close to the chest— Which is better? One cradles a mother’s aching spine, The other calms a child’s frantic breath. Does one weigh less, Or simply feel lighter Because love shifts the gravity? Is it comfort or convenience, A whisper to the world Or a hush to the soul? It’s like life— One posture pleases the crowd, The other holds you closer to yourself. So tell me— Which one would you be? The back that bears with quiet strength, Or the chest that beats with knowing warmth? Would you give ease to others, Or peace to your own aching pulse? I wonder still— But maybe, Maybe I’d be both.
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GreY
Jul 18, 2025
Jul 18, 2025 at 2:59 AM UTC
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