To feel loved, do we

To go somewhere we feel loved

not asking a lot I think

to know what it feels like to be wanted and cared for

to not have to fight to be heard

to have any kind of recognition

to maintain one's own identity

and light

in the strife of verbal assault

How hard it is for a candle's flame

to stand firm against a strong wind

goes out it does

and how hard to bring that light again

We all deserve that love, that embrace

of time, place, need, friendship

It should cloak us all in its warmth

found not just for a few but within all our reach










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