Roots and Wings · Version 2

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Verse 1
Barely eighteen, school just behind,
Rural skies, a mom still childly blind.
Gave birth in winter storm and blue-lit night,
First son, so small, so bright.
In her youth where untamed fire burns,
The world she knew had sharply turned.

Bridge
Roots and wings — we all do share,
Grounded by one, the other soars through air.
Unchained soul in rise and fall,
Beyond the clouds, beyond it all.

Verse 2
Youngest dreams in muddy streams,
Warmed by bonfires, by sunlight beams.
Built dams, found friends, chased frogs for fun,
A joyful heart, real life begun.
First love flared shy, then slipped away,
Yet dreams stayed near and lit the way.
Sea winds in hair, salt on the skin,
Endless new lands — and us within.

Bridge
From tools and sweat to lecture hall,
From soldier’s march to engineer’s call.
A curious spark, an open mind,
Metrology — the path I’d find.

Verse 3
A brother lost — overnight torn away,
A call that broke the light of day.
Too soon, too deep — a brutal blow,
Only echoes stay — where we used to go.

Bridge
Love was found in life's shifting sands,
A daughter who heals with steady hands,
A son who walks far foreign lands.

Outro
The path winds on, still not complete,
New pages turn, with each heartbeat.
A fire inside, a steady drum —
Forever young — we’re not yet done.