You know me.
I know you.
& maybe that's it.
They may say you're a jerk & that I'm psychotic.
I'm clingy & you abandon.
Maybe they're right-
maybe we don't know what we've got ourselves into.
Maybe they're wrong-
maybe we know full well where we going.
(We're going to get what we've got coming...
All things working together for good.)
We decided to escape & now we wear a target on our back.
But we'll never turn back.
We'll receive blessings beyond measure.
A simple choice led us to each other,
Simple choices led us to God,
& a simple choice brought us a baby.
Our baby. Our blessing.
Ps. They're wrong, & we know it.