I have thought that as always, My life felt like the dusk, flat, a commonplace. Oftentimes, I work to make the sun shine, But fate would always make sure that it would not thrive.
When the elders said that, You have to love find you, And not search for it, It never occurred to me that, It would occur to me and that, It would happen in an uncommon time, Least expected, least prepared for.
It was 1:10 in the wee hours of the evening. But the sun shone, The name he had was Dee, And my life's dawn.