Love Has Never Been About the Genes

Love has never been about the genes,
But about beauty, and unforgiving grace.
The wolf that suckled Romulus and Remus
Had nothing in her heart but wrenching joy.
Oh, yes, of course, love also is a means,
Serving the survival of the race.
But more, it is a longing that redeems us,
An end itself no ending can destroy.
And so it is with mothers who love children
Not of their flesh, but of their nurturing.
The origin fades, the years of love remain
Vivid in the background of a life.
For Rome, the wolf will always be its kindred,
Ancestor who took fate's offering
And made it hers through sacrifice and pain,
The legacy that would her long days light.
Thank You for Loving Me
Thank you for loving me,
Having me in.
All you have given
Now I hold within.
Kid in a vacuum
You made your own,
Or else I had been
Unborn and unknown.*
*Or, "Unloved and alone."
Thank You for Loving Us
Thank you for loving us,
Having us in.
All you have given
Now we hold within.
Kids out in limbo
You made your own,
Or else we might still be
Unloved and alone.
There Are Times when Happiness Descends
There are times when happiness descends
Just like a god out of a clear blue sky.
We make hard choices, not quite knowing why,
Only hoping to pursue our ends.
And yet we cannot see beyond time's bends,
Nor ever know where our true interests lie,
Nor love, and not at times our love belie,
Unaware of what some word portends.
So now the child you once gave up returns,
A joy you never dreamed your life would hold,
And truth so near your heart, at last revealed,
Within you like a sacred fire burns.
Thus sometimes do mysteries unfold,
Restoring gifts that time has long concealed.
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