The Coming of Baby
A life conceived,
out of the union of one.
The countdown from mom,
has just then begun.
A bond, an connection,
forever changing , all in part.
A living breathing baby,
in mom, with a heart.
Growing and developing,
becoming health and strong.
Wondering and enjoying,
what the baby has brung.
Soon the arrival comes,
awaiting the glorious premiere.
Mom and Dad now hold,
the love between them, so dear.
Then at last, shown amongst,
the flow of love, in sight.
Happiness, for now, there is a joy,
upon everyone's delight.
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