Thursday, December 26, 2024

Your Baby


Your Baby
by Lord R.e. Taylor

Nine months is a very long time
From the day of conception
When a new life is created
The waiting begins
So does the hope and planning
All climaxing in hours of labor
When that little boy or girl comes
They burst into the world
Taking their first breath
Then they start crying their lungs out
But, when they open their eyes and look at you
At that moment stress becomes happiness
And your son or daughter becomes your life

© Poem – XXIV/XII/MMXXIV
LRET


 

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