It's Time To Be Born
This special time before
you can kick and squeal
seems like bliss to us
There's an eager silence
building around your
mother that will soon be
shattered with your song
of life
I yearn to welcome you
deep into my heart as
a very treasured gift
My dreams of your intoxicating
smile already tickle my
tummy like the feather of
a baby dove being slowly
drawn across the tip of my nose
Awaiting your arrival are
dozens of fluffy, frilly,
soft, lacy pink garments
we shall wrap and keep
you warm in
However you seem content
to slumber in the warmth
of your cocoon
As we patiently await
the arrival of your screeches
and wails, secretly as a
whole, your family is chomping
at the bit
Any day the curtain of fog
will be lifted and your
identity revealed
So fear not our dear
Savannah Elizabeth and
come dance into our lives
It's Time To Be Born
Written in honor of the upcoming birth of
my second grand babe/ 1st grand daughter
Copyright © Christine Wessels | Year Posted 2007
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