Poem -
The Wombman
- For 9 long months the wombman hid me from the world in darkness, there i was feed, nurture and protected you gave me my home. We communicated through thought an emotions i felt as we were one, though I had never seen the wombman face to face, As I risen like the sun does each morning, I became develop as well did my mind body an thought. In time that process further and i began to become even more developed as some would say "it was my time to leave the nest". My time progress in what i called home, I began to feel this pressure pushing me towards this light blinded as i was, I only caught a glimpse of what i call today the world. Before I could be pull out I heard a voice saying " as fourth of this day we have a bond a bond that only a mother and son could have, and as I let you grow into your own I will watch you rise in away the sun rises over the earth" Ase to the wombman I must say she was right.
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Nice you paint a good picture!
Appreciate it Keith Fitzsimons