If you love something set it free. If it comes back, it’s yours.

A well-loved toddler
will venture further 
from its mother

A neglected child
will cling. I am the mother

who lets myself 
go, I am the child 

who returns. If I forget
either mother
or child, I may cling

to you. When I do, set 
me free. Watch me return 

over and over
to myself.

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