Who could ever love a woman like you?

You came from deep within the ground - out of a crevice where nothing should have survived.
You crawled out, knees ****** and jaw broken, and stumbled to your feet.

You walked alone until you found something on the ground -
a bud, a seed, a sign of life.

You laid next to it and, although you didn't realize it then, protected that unfamiliar thing with your life.

A life you now carried on your own because you had survived. You have survived.

And this bud, this seed, this beautiful thing -
you will protect it from harm and try with everything you have left in you to let it grow. Let it thrive. Let it become what it's meant to be.

Who couldn't ever love a woman like you?