The Nurturer

I have lived and I will live for many other years with the legacy I leave.
For, I am a mother.
A nurturer, infants care their first feelings with.
I may die as someone who desired a peaceful nurturer life,
A non – masculine, female boy; names that deafen my ears.
I appreciate this feline feeling of motherhood, when I hold children in my arms.
The joy of living with the chaos and question,
All my senses pre occupied and the laughter; a joy.
Full of radiant energy,
Contrasting to my tired twenty year old youth.
I am hooked to the feeling of holding this infant in my arms,
Something I won’t replace my entire being with.

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