I come from a breed that has a mom but needs a mother, that has a heart but needs a spark to jump start its beat, that has eyes that can't see you unless your being shines brightly, that has legs that walk for miles on end, that has knees that buckle and bend when it's too hard to stand, that has arms made to hug friends, that has hands formed to take hold of the wind and grasp it, that has ears that burn from politics, that has a mouth that moves mountains and a voice that wants nothing more than to say I love you and then prove it. I come from all that