Cradle
Trust we place in those close

Holding who will give most

Sometimes true sometimes not

That provides a very thick plot

The hope we hold for our life experience

Expectation we’ll achieve something serious

Giving and taking through ups and downs

Hoping real family is there through the rounds

We get frightened shaken to the core

Concerned we’ll end up in a ball on the floor

Think of a vision you hold from youth

The warm cradle of family a place of truth

Uncles and aunts cousins galore

Neighbors community could there be more

As you journey forth looking for life

Treasures you love cut with a knife

Are you concerned about your rebirth

Do you still search for your self-worth

Foundation of being connection and place

The bosom of family opportunity for grace

Have you sustained any great loses in life?

Were you disappointed by or did you find comfort and solace in your family?

What did you learn from that experience?

Have you ever thought of the opportunity to teach others how to take care of you?

Have you thought about creating your family?