Reading this would make anyone rethink every having an abortion for it plays with your heart string
9 months, they say it’ll take
For me to become a lively snowflake….
Made from your flesh and blood
Just like an effigy made of mud….
Your Love, I know, gives me life
For which, you should know, I strive ….
Every second, every hour
I let you know the same by flying off your belly’s flower….
Your blush is what I love to feel
With every little precaution, you make my life a big deal
Then why do you wish to abort and abandon
Me, into a dark and barren….
World, which I suppose
Passes through death in it’s due course….
Am I this disgusting
That you’re still thinking….
To be or not to be
The one amongst the many….
To let go yourself
In form of a Lil soul that dwells….
In warmth of your tummy
Which would one day grow up to call you Mummy….