Life.. a gift bourne from nature,
But one only you can drive,
You’re literally a walking miracle,
The fact that you’re even alive,

How many thousands of sperm did you beat,
The magical race for one prize,
You won the race for that singular egg, was accepted and taken inside,

The egg and you joined and divided,
Kept splitting, dividing until,
You became ready to be in this world
Come what may or come what will,


Then nine months on, you are someone’s fine son,
Made from the love...