Who will tend to her,
the plights of the past?
How noble of me
to be the one
even when I had
no hand in her creation.
I will do what I have
always
and take care
of what is not mine.
Not to live
but to give while I do.
This life
born into giving
but never asked.
We begin so behind.
Feb 15, 2021
Feb 15, 2021 at 8:30 PM UTC
Who will tend to her,
the plights of the past?
How noble of me
to be the one
even when I had
no hand in her creation.
I will do what I have
always
and take care
of what is not mine.
Not to live
but to give while I do.
This life
born into giving
but never asked.
We begin so behind.
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