Not a soul was asked,
Each arrived a wailing, beautiful bundle.
And when the time is come,
By choice or chance,
Each must weigh the task,
Else the bundle creates a struggle.
By Cameron B
By Cameron B
By Cameron B
By Cameron B
By Cameron B
Not a soul was taught,
Each had a role by nature.
And bonded as they ought,
Through mistakes, laughter and labour.
Each must embrace the circle,
Else the bundle creates a struggle.
written by Chioma I. N 2015
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