poetry

Mommy, What is Love?

By Liz
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My girl know love isn’t painful

Doesn’t hurt to the touch like a bruise

Just know love isn’t shameful

Doesn’t need a mask or a ruse

Know love is a gift that shares

Gives with both hands open, no fists

Love trusts, allows growth, happy tears

Allow nothing less in your midst

©2017 E. R. Smith

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Well apparently I'm a writer; not really surprised by that. I am surprised I'm willing to share my words. The odd thoughts that occur to my mind are now out there. Welcome to my world.

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