You Held Me Tight - Poem by Gerard Mariscalchi
I remember, in my childhood,
The little nest you used to make
With your arms, in a way to protect,
In such a way you made me feel good.
I remember you as my best friend,
My best shield, my best confident.
Sometimes, much, much later,
You became gentler and closer.
I remember when, with a touch of anger,
You told me to be aware of strangers.
You said only you can make me discover
All the pleasures I can get out ever.
I remember the slight caresses,
As well as all the lovely kisses
You had strewn on all my cheeks
As I feel now your hands not so sleek.
As the time passed by like a feather,
It was then paradise as I lived wild.
Why did you turn me, my own beloved father,
Why did you turn me into an abused child?
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