With Motherly Affection
she talks to me - eye to eye
outside church doors
in the cool night air
how lovely this lady
who has children
all her own
Her arms goose bump bare
and my heart strings pull -
i say to her,
“i just want to warm you up”
and she smiles behind her glasses
hair done up in a pony tail
how blessed i am
we hug as friends
much more than that
we complement one another
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