Thank You

I never wanted to be me, in the first place,
to be the root of chaos and disgrace
Like an always left alone phrase,
Like a sea of gray, like an empty space.

But I never thought that you would find me,
In a place no one dared go and see
Where dwells only the filthy,
Where dwells on the unworthy. 

You gave me tender and care despite who I was
Like making gold from a molten brass,
Like how you pick a caterpillar from a grass.
I am thankful for God has given me a gift so vast.

You then loved me with passion and pride,
For having a gold like me by your side
Now, this is a short story, 
From my long happy memory.

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