Although I may never get to meet
the woman who carried my soul
through the cosmos inside her body
from a winter's frost to a spring's warmth
I'll be grateful for the one who
spent her blood, sweat and tears
holding me in her arms, guiding me
through a journey called life
Without a doubt, I'll stitch them both
into my heart's core as they were
generous in taking time to sculpt me
into the person I am