I woke up to the cold and the light,
Surrounded by strangers left and right.
Shivering and confused all lonely inside
Wondering what now, I take it in stride.
I am snatched away from my safety place,
For the fate in store I would have to embrace
No guarantees were in store, you see,
My life would sooner or later be up to me.
Handed into her gentle arms
She would keep me safe from harms
She has been right here before
And vowed to keep me from rocky shores.
A rite of passage we all call life
From birth to death it’s filled with strife
And in between we leave behind
Memories that life can be kind.
