A Poem About Attachment
This little baby is safe and sound,
she’s quickly learning that love’s all around.
When something’s not right she lets out a cry
and a loving one tries to riddle out why.
It’s not that they always get it just right,
it’s that they try and try with all of their might.
In the cycle of trust she’s attached and secure,
life’s an adventure for her to explore.
This little baby is all safe and sound,
life is a place where love’s all around.
This little baby is not safe and sound.
She’s never quite sure just who’ll be around.
When something’s not right why bother to cry?
She’s not so sure they would want to know why.
It’s not that the grownups get it ALL wrong
but the chances of ‘right’ are just not very strong.
No cycle of trust, unattached, insecure;
life is a minefield for her to endure.
She just about has what she needs to survive,
but she’s lacking the treasure that will help her to thrive.
This little baby is not safe and sound.
For this little baby a new home must be found.
A Prospective Adoptive Mum
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