Fixed upon the cradling son.
I begin to think what has begun.
I nurtured this being.
Created its sum.
Its stories haven’t even begun.
Bound to craft his own material cause.
I wonder will he inherit my flaws.
Fixed upon the cradling son.
I begin to think what has begun.
I nurtured this being.
Created its sum.
Its stories haven’t even begun.
Bound to craft his own material cause.
I wonder will he inherit my flaws.