I see
As I look upon the glass
What is it that I see
A reflection of two figures
A reflection of you and me
As I gaze into the future
I see something that does belong to us
A child born of love, not lust
I see a family, of just us three
I see a life, starting with you and me
by
RegretsLoveposted on 10/05/2007
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