The Gift of Life

I asked once I shall never ask again he says as he counts the 05/07 on the calendar the glorious day that Naomi and Bobby gave to the world this gift of life. He has drawn the attention of his fellow souls. Growing up he always knew that he would be special. The Lord Fauntleroy of Canada was to make his mark as a young manly lad. The locks of his hair would touch his shoulders as if his strength was there. From a early time people would fawn over him as he became of age. The young years my salade years when I was green always a Romantic. My eyes always curious and at any given moment a smile would break through to brighten the place where I would be. Humanity has been my focus of living and to this day the fevor is ever strong. The choices I have made have not always been the best and I have paid heavily. Love for him is éphémère a melancholy of a feeling. Black is the colour of his choice am I in a continual mourning process.? Lives lived died and has left a deep pain in his heart to never be forgotten. I am a reflection of the Taurus physically a picture of strength a contradiction of himself. This little boy lost in an adult world naive and vulnerable. My scorn is deadly and can last a lifetime, yet my eyes live for the beauty of life. The people of my chosen family are my universe I shall not forsake. I am me to you who know me, I live love and am proud, I asked once I shall never ask again.The Gift of Life.