My Gift

The best gift I ever received
Was the first grasping breath
Screaming out to breath the
Polution filled, "FRESH" air
Thanking my mother, my creator
With every moan and wimper
For finally letting me out
To take my first breath
My greatest gift.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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