Reflections

"Reflections"

A decorated bedroom, frilly curtains on the wall

The woman who chose me wants to give me it all

But that doesn’t stop the questions of how I came to be

Does she have brown or blue eyes? Does he have a nose like me?

How could she?  Why did she?  What are her thoughts now?

Did she just want to give me my best shot somehow?

God used her as the vessel to bring my life to you

So neither blame nor sanctify her, for she’s got her story, too

Pregnant alone in New York City, desolate as a winter sky

Taking on this grown-up world even though I’m still a child

Not sure I could get myself on the right path

And with two mouths to feed, not sure we could last

How could I? Why did I? What are my thoughts now?

I just wanted to give you your best shot somehow

So I let you go and kept up hope your life would be worthwhile

And the woman who chose you helped your inner light shine

Everybody involved is just trying their best

The heart of the child outshines the rest

I thank the ones who made you and allowed you to be mine

They have given me such endless joy and a love that outlasts time