Sunday, November 25, 2018

The Orphan

What you take for granted
I do not have.

The warm voice and gentle hand
they wake you in the morning
they take you out to eat
they feed you, they treat you
they treat you with love, with respect
they care for you, 
they listen, don't they?

They are affectionate and kind
by default, 
they have to be.

You are blessed, I
I am not
you are lucky, 
I wasn't
your supports are strong
mine,
are dead.

© Utsa Seth, 2018

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