Alone I crawled, through the wasted lands
A pup lost, as the cold winds seared me
You held out your hand
But I was afraid to love
And so I ran

Through all the years, through shadow and light
Through the touch of death
And the stench of sin
You tried to bring me home
But I ran

Still you held out your hand
You showed me what could be
Through warmth and love
You've awakened me
And I shall run no more

With all my love, to the greatest woman, the greatest mother, I have
ever known.

Penned by my hand on the 21st of Miraman, in the year 379 AF.