When we venture on another,
we never see the clothing
       but the skin upon which we
                          where born upon..

For all truths are sewn upon us
                          on the birth of our innocence.

One truth is that beyond the first moments.


    We are the creation of two hearts
that conjoined to make a melody of life,
            and we where its symphony.


A musical of string and rhyme,

   Flowing with the future
                        of our parents twine.
Interconnected to make us who we are today
                                                    and tomorrow..

Where there memory of all tomorrows,
                collected upon our  memories
                                                  of todays.