My early days were filled with those
who truly seemed to care
and never made it seem a pose
to congregate or share
but once I grew enough to try
and place within the race
I quickly grew unsettled by
the glaring lack of grace
displayed by most with whom I ran
which caused me to withdraw
and I became a lonely man
repulsed by what I saw
until one day a little voice
said "Papa" then I knew
another reason to rejoice
which multiplied by two
a pair of hearts that I adore
removed my glaring pout
reminding me what life is for
and what love's all about.
Are You Reading Me?
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