whether arms or wings
feathers or hair
nothing comes close
to a parent's care
they nurture their offspring
keep love in their nest
give the child to the world
and hope for the best
nourishment and shelter
the smallest of things
but it's the love that we give
that allows them their wings
They may not be what we
had hoped them to be
But we love them as our own
unconditionally
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