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A Mother's Touch

Delicate as a butterfly,
Deadly as a viper’s sigh.

It must be simple,
To call me a dog on the street,
A villain if you are really angry.
It must be simple,
To look at me and not see me,
To listen to me and not hear me.
Or maybe it’s not so simple,
But you do it anyway.

It must be fun,
To laugh at crippled children,
Because you hate their parents.
It must be fun,
To cry falsely with perfect tears,
To laugh truly with flawless malice,
Or maybe it’s not so fun,
But you do it anyway.

Your motherly touch,
A sharp lesson I am grateful,
The gained wisdom useful,
To make my heart pristine.
Your motherly touch,
The rejected sections,
In a parenting handbook,
Highlighted in red and
Made bold in my head.

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Free verse
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I got a crazy mother.
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This is a beautiful poem. It is well written and full of emotion. I don't have any children, but I am someones daughter. As I grew up sometimes the children were just down right cruel and my mother would always tell me to play by yourself. The she would tell me you came in the world by yourself and you will go out by yourself so you can play by yourself. At the time I didn't understand but now that makes so much sense and is a hard lesson, but I am glad she gave me that. This is what your poem made me think about.

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