NO NAME
She lay with no name, the parents divided, like the Pope and the Queen, one wanted dominance, compliance, submission, the other wanted equality, creativity, recognition, promises fulfilled.
We remember times in our life, the times that blend us as one, making us learn and grow with time, like seeds growing, we learn together.
With no agreement, she was named, and grew observing the Pope and the Queen, such a blend, like water and oil, when shaken it was a perfect blend, but left still it divided.
Life and people at times divide and blend when needed, when causes arise, like the weather, we change, we blend, we make life better.
Lifting prayers to God, today and always.
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