A poem where each line ends with a word made from the letters of the single word title

A weight barely bearable of being a parent
Heavier than pushing a pram
Harder than standing betwixt the world and my teen
Lift, lift each day on repeat
My love is a tender tether mistaken for a trap
As what was my family spins apart
Shattering like a window pane
Some day it will be me
that splinters like a storm soaked tree
Letting go, sinking down, split and rent

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