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Birth
Wondering lost
A forgotten place, known only in a dream I face
A whispered promise its forgotten name,
images rarely keeping me sane.
A fleeting touch of someone close,
so briefly haunting, troubled ghost
to go along with a frightening past,
stealing away the light of my path
Traveling now, not by myself
decision more difficult, not only for myself
but a tiny life, not even born.
Will I do right, make the right choice?
So many questions, noone to guide, I travel alone, shattered pride.
Never did I dream I'd do this alone, no more security or comforts of home.
She will be my savior, my saving grace. I raise her right with pleading
faith.
I'll stumble alone, along this broken road, until she's welcomed home
The first time, I hold her tight, I'll forget this hateful fight
I'll only know, that her life is mine, and because of tiny fingers and
little toes, everything will be just fine.
