Primal Wish
by Janice Rose

   for Jordyn

    do not take me from my Mother's arms
    i am afraid
    i know that i am not attached.

    why should i take risks?
    Her arms protect me
    Her voice is my voice
    i can see the world just fine from Her eyes.

    if i hold tightly enough to Her shoulders
    and ride on her hips
    i can conquer the world at age one.

    find another baby to love
    i am taken.






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