My nan could never touch her bubs
I never put mine down.
My father was a loner and
my offspring’s insecure.
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In some worlds babies never cry
they’re warm and loved and close.
Here parenting’s a science
and a rotten one, at most.
With thanks to @promptsbyjasmine and Beck Wolski
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