Photo supplied by Hendriette du Plessis
The beginning ...of all life, is the journey we take
From our mother's womb we travel to a destiny fate
We arrive and are inspected at life's gate
We gracefully accept a totally empty life slate
Sometimes during our birth we hear our mothers cry out
Their voices calling us to grab onto every moment without doubt
As they hug us to their breast in the after of the birth
We taste their salty tears and wonder how we can avoid this hurt
The birth canal lay dormant till we reach our own birthing years
It it then that we realise
It is then that we see
How much a mother and a father
Is meant to set us free
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