Made

We are born of blood,
Of pain. We are nine months
Of waiting, nine months
Of excitement and fear.

We are made of love,
We are gifted life from
Our mothers and fathers.

No matter what there’ll
Always be a hand to hold,
In thick and thin someone will
Stand by your side.

For we are made of love,
And love is what there shall
Always be, even long after we
Are all gone the fact remains,
That we are made.

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