Walls

Children aren’t usually born with such .

Loving freely through words and touch.

Reaching out to hold a hand.

They need the love that they demand.

They climb onto backs and snuggle in laps.

Relaxing in arms, they succumb to naps.

Eagerly sharing stories and treasure

with those who will listen without measure.

But people aren’t always  loving or kind.

Distracted, busy with things on their mind.

Tender feelings of both girl and boy

Easily broken like a cheap toy.

The damage leaves scars that can be mended

With honest apologies comprehended.

Otherwise scars from love’s rejection

Turn into walls of soul protection.

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