We live to learn our purpose life
A thick book of discoveries lie
A thick book of blank pages to write
A wonder of success arise

A hand to write too stiff to move
We write yet still to make a mark
Few chapters God has put to ink
Permitting my parents to share a life

An ink continued yet I am formed
God's hand moved swiftly across the page
God's hand wrote on and reached my age
God's hand wrote all my victories stored
My tears, and laughter all on paper
God has put it all on Ink

My mother's womb the best home to live
She spoke to me so soft we played
She taught me how to move a nerve
She prayed for me and angels sang

The day I arrived I tested the nerve
I cried aloud and screamed for life
My lungs at work my voice on note
And all in the room clapped hands and smiled
I tested my notes on how to eat
I open my eyes and had a smell

God now shares an ink with me
To learn to write my story too
My mother is my teacher of life
To her I look to learn of life

My life my book the ink in paper!!!