In my innermost dreams, I wanted and needed you.
Suckling from the beginning.
Rooted, harvested, and birthed from a new union.
The merging of us into a him or her.
I concur, it was a treasured thought.
To own a house and plot our branch’s path.
I continuously laugh with tidings of being humble.
Delivered as if my mission was the decision to no longer neglect.
My ruins were derelict but I confessed and learned fast.
It’s a blessing to achieve.
The needs of another.
Many times causing you to smother your dreams.
Hardly could fit throughout my span.
But it became the plan.
To govern those who could lead us into the next age.