Welcome
A bulging mound glowing bright
That is filled with a tiny sprite
Created within a loving embrace
And gifted from lady lucks grace
Loves face is a mask of pain
Bead of sweat show the strain
Dark words now bellow forth
But we can show no remorse
Through the pain pervades a joy
Is it a girl or is it a boy
The struggle was infused with light
Like it was an angel’s delight
Coming forth into this world
The little being was finally hurled
Into a caring loving embrace
It finally ended its long race
With eyes so bright and twinkling
And a tiny voice that was tinkling
My son at last came into my years
Into my arms amid happy tears
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