The Arrival
(09/09/11)
I heard there was no lying
Your baby is arriving.
You say that it’ll be a baby girl
From that oyster -comes forth
A precious pearl.
If she comes out like the mother
She’ll be as beautiful as can be
And she’ll be at the computer writing her poetry.
Words and feelings will come easy
And she’ll capture the hearts of man
For it is in the cards, it is in the plans.
She will roll in , like a MIDNIGHT STORM
This is what she’ll do
The reason she was born.
Lightning and thunder will follow
All of her days, and with men s hearts
You know she will play.
She will have a beauty deep within her soul
This is what makes her unique
This is what makes her whole.
She will spread her wings and take to flight
That is the reason she will be called MIDNIGHT.
Copyright © Louis Rams | Year Posted 2011
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