Was I steady? Am I ready? I hope so...
my thought is wild, wandering in desert so vast unfathomable is the depth of my doubt. not certain? of course not yet! I'm not prepared, my heart's in fear how would I appear, before my foes and peers? Should I just call it quit, and disappear quick? Mother will call me fool. on me, father may use his tools. These were my thoughts the First, Two, Three Months.
I knew this is love, maybe not patient enough but our love is pure, intentions were good, the romance is true, fire with passion, in the form of pairs, She and me, like 5 and 6. bond so strong, it needs no stitch.
A seed has been sown, a blessing has begun, I'll be a fool to run, I am not a Coward, Can't run from fights, I won't cower from love.
I held my ground and doubled my grind, a child is coming, a seed sown in love. a Father I am becoming, I hope I don't mess this up.
©gracedking
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