Warmest Arms; Your Mom Poem by Manonton Dalan
Warmest Arms; Your Mom
i was listening to a mother
her revelation caring child
'never trust yours to anyone'
i heard that from my mother
how could you do that here
you need a job to survive
a risk we have to take; hopeful
we have a very caring childcare
i always asked my daughter when
i pick her up from day care center
'do you have a good time today? '
saw those eyes; so happy to see me
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