Protect me from who I am,
Protect me from what I’ll be.
Protect me from what they call life,
Because I’m not ready to leave.
Mama don’t you understand?
I want to be in your safe warm hand.
Don’t throw me out into the world,
It’s not good for me and I cannot take it.
Teach me what is right,
In the safety of your home.
Tell me those little secrets,
No one else will dare breath in my soul.
I cannot help but cry,
‘Cause you’ll be gone in year’s time.
And I’ll be in the world,
Fending like you did for this child of mine.
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A Passionate Soul
PoetryALL RIGHTS RESERVED ©OPYRIGHT RHODA Hello everyone! My name is Rhoda. I love creative writing it's been a part of me since...forever. I hope you like my poems I write and please comment. Do not plagerise. If you use a small piece of a poem or the wh...
