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Rock-a-bye Baby
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Loving Tributes He cradled my head
Against his chest,
My whole body fit along
The crook of his arm
As tears soaked his shirt.
In that moment,
He became the parent
I never had, the place
Where I sought safety
From a rejecting world.
Who would have thought
It was possible that the
Person who was once the
Reason for my tears is
The one who can dry them?
