The Fetus Is a Person, a Gift That Is From Above

A fetus is a person, A life within the womb, A tiny, growing human, A blessing yet to bloom. Though small and barely formed, It has a beating heart, A soul that's pure and warm, A precious work of art. With tiny fingers curled, And little toes to wiggle, It's a wonder in this world, A miracle and a giggle. It's a life that's in transition, A journey just begun, A precious little mission, A race that must be run. The fetus is a person, A being yet to thrive, A soul that's just emerging, A being that's alive. It's not a clump of cells, Or just a piece of flesh, It's a person, can't you tell? A life that must be blessed. The fetus is a person, A gift that's from above, A being that's soon to blossom, A symbol of pure love. It's a life that's worth protecting, A soul that must be cherished, It's a future that's worth investing, A promise that's not to be perished. So let's give the fetus a chance, To live and to be born, Let's embrace this tiny dance, And celebrate a life that's sworn. For a fetus is a person, A human being to be, A life that's just beginning, A person, you and me.