How curious is it

That the egg which formed half of me

Was made when my mother was still in the womb.

Which means that for a moment in time, my grandmother
carried me.

Though I was born in 2003,

I've existed since 1968, and my grandma must've existed 
since the 1800s.

Throughout World wars and II

Throughout natural disasters and miracles.

Throughout the highs and lows of human behavior.

I guess it's grotesque to think about,

but it's something quite beautiful at the same time.

And maybe, if I ever have a child, they will have some of the knowledge

That I've accumulated.

Hopefully, they don't see some of the mistakes I made.

And if they do, hopefully they'll learn

The same lessons that I did.

Regretfully, my other half is less poetic.

It just came from the balls.