Words

 

They are my babies

I feel the bound

As soon as they reach the page

They are a part of me

A gift that I’ve given

If to no one else myself

I’m not the best parent

I only attend to my babies

When I have the time

Or the inclination

Still, they mean a lot to me

They symbolize hope

Hope that maybe
My words will grow into

Something beautiful

Appreciated

And loved

Maybe I’m hoping too much

Probably

They are after all

Only words