Where does one go?

Where does one go to feel the love of a mother? Where does one go to be held, cradled, and taught that this world is cruel? Where does one go to unlearn the rage of a father? Where does one go to unlearn the heartache of a mother? Where does one go to be taught that not all that glitter is gold? Where does one go to be taught that not everything in this life is to have and to hold? Where does one go to feel loved all the time? Where does one go to teach that to hate is a war crime?