Tuesday, October 5, 2010
Yours To Live
Flesh and blood are we . . .
from your beginnings in my womb,
flesh and blood are we.
Marked and linked forever, our DNA
the signature that binds us
not erasable, you and I . . . my child.
Flesh and blood are we . . .
tinged with colors handed down
from those who came before us
a pool of genes translucent
a miracle in the making.
My flesh and blood, my heart . . .
even though our eyes see differently,
even though you dance a different dance
and what you yearn for I can't see.
Your precious life is yours to live . . .
as even I did mine.
Joanne Cucinello 2010
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