Once upon a time 32 years ago,in the body of two grown adults sex happened and nine months into it a child is born,me.
Was i ever in the thought of God ? I hope so,I pray so.Otherwise my life and the life of my sons have less meaning and that I refuse to acept.
For the all the great people that have shelter me through the miserable time in my life the ones that were there when Micael was born,when i fought for Lucas to be born.To those present in my father burial,when i read the last scriptures.To the priest who tried to say words of comfort to a broken heart...
To the places in the shadow i put Mica to sleep when we had no home to life on...Life has been sad and so happy,if today you and your brother are so much more than I had hope for, I have God to thank for.He guided your father steps to me,and in my body a mans seed was capture twice to create life.
So today this poem is to say thank to the two man, I love most in the worl.
Micael Lauro, my eldest.
Lucas Mathew.my youngest.
My strong compass,my world,my heart.
To the world I send you, and God may have mercy on those who try and harm you,because i won`t.
Beware of the wrath of Carla...