Love

None will prepare you

for that love.

Every bit of pain,

discomfort, fear,

you felt – every bit…

amplifies that love.

Even while fumbling upon

broken pieces

of old memories,

cannot imagine

being more complete,

immersed in love,

as I am when

my child hugs me

in the morning.

None will prepare you

for that love.

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