A lonely woman, a chance meeting,
Nine months later, a baby girl is born.
Holding her close, as this was not planned,
Peeking under the blanket, feeling forlorn.
A tiny face, reddish, with hair all over her body,
The mother embraced her “pretty ugly baby.”
She exclaimed out loud, “My baby will be somebody!”
There were no doubts, not even a maybe.
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