The path of life I once beheld,
Until I agreed to be born into this world,
I knew the reason without a doubt—
You, destined to be my mother.
In a world of right and wrong, painted gray,
Your color shines as white to me
In another life with or without choice,
I choose you.
Dec 30, 2024
Dec 30, 2024 at 9:10 PM UTC
The path of life I once beheld,
Until I agreed to be born into this world,
I knew the reason without a doubt—
You, destined to be my mother.
In a world of right and wrong, painted gray,
Your color shines as white to me
In another life with or without choice,
I choose you.
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