5 March 2013
You made me
Fabricated me slowly
From the scraps on the floor
Through your care
Your infinite attention
And your problematic mind
I became one being
One person
Through you I became me
You shaped me like clay
Moulded by your hands
Pushed into my perfect shape
And finally you stopped
The spinning of the wheel
And let me free
To fly in the world
You sewed me up
From patches and thread
The needle of your wise eye
Pulling through
And fixing all my pieces together
Linking my realities.
You made me who I am
And for that I am eternally grateful.
When I Was Made • Opuss № I