I was promised a cradle to lay my head,
Sturdy arms and a warm bosom for my bed,
I was promised a million kisses to soothe my tears,
Enveloping embraces to chase away my fears,
Mother,
You broke your promise.

I looked for kind eyes to meet my gaze,
A tender smile to tickle my face,
I thought your disdain was only a phase,
Maybe I wronged you and you needed your space,
Childhood spent chasing...