the effects of birth

Being born out of love is a blessing,

that is all anyone should ask for,

so when your memories start to develop,

you remember the sunsets,

and sunrises,

you remember the thunderstorms,

and morning dew,

you remember the nose kisses,

and the hand touches,

you remember the warmth of not just the fire place, but the heart.

Then,

There comes a time in everyones' life when they purposefully avoid these things,

apparently it's "inevitable",

but you were born out of love,

and when you are filled with a misery so deep that not even poetry or literature can provide peace from,

you will remember the sunsets,

and sunrises,

you will remember the thunderstorms,

and morning dew,

and your fire will be started by the heart.