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Wondering lost

A forgotten place, known only in a dream I face

A whispered promise its forgotten name,

images rarely keeping me sane.

A fleeting touch of someone close,

so briefly haunting, troubled ghost

to go along with a frightening past,

stealing away the light of my path

Traveling now, not by myself

decision more difficult, not only for myself

but a tiny life, not even born.

Will I do right, make the right choice?

So many questions, noone to guide, I travel alone, shattered pride.

Never did I dream I'd do this alone, no more security or comforts of home.

She will be my savior, my saving grace. I raise her right with pleading

faith.

I'll stumble alone, along this broken road, until she's welcomed home

The first time, I hold her tight, I'll forget this hateful fight

I'll only know, that her life is mine, and because of tiny fingers and

little toes, everything will be just fine.