No choice of pink or blue
No photos on the mantle
Of a child they never knew
Never had a birthday party
Never took that initial walk
Never colored outside the lines
Never learned to read or talk
Might have been a friend to Jesus
Might have been Satan’s spawn
Might have been a poet or teacher
Or the one who cuts your lawn
Might have been somebody’s lover
Might have been somebody’s pain
Might have saved the world from hardship
Might have been its sad refrain
Never got a chance to flourish
Never got a chance to lose
Never got a chance at life
Never got a chance to choose
Might have been somebody famous
Might have been no one of note
No memories or mementos
Just this painful anecdote
But they quit before she started
They quit before he had a voice
They quit before he drew his first breath
They quit because they had a choice
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