My Words

I birth your words
Story from my womb
Blood, sweat and tears
Of my prolonged labour
To get you into this world
I nurse you and guard you
From those who might criticize
Defending your existence
Just the way that you are
My heart
More vocal than my head
The fruit of my toil
Source of much frustration
I succumb to superior knowledge
Allowing for your rearrangement
That you may be ready
For a release
Into the mind of another

Debbie Gravett © 2019.03.27

FOWC: Release
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