A new life is what we celebrate, its innocence is something we look up to,
Our hands meet in an embrace while our cheeks spread as wide as they can because we know this is how it begins,
The beginning of everything life presents in a bundle that you accept not by your will but by the will of something greater,
And we are all but grateful to see how you begin.
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P.S
A few days ago my brother's wife gave birth to a boy and these words felt appropriate.
~Robyn~
YOU ARE READING
The heart that cried wolf
Poetry~ This book contains several write ups like the one below ~ I use to think that whatever you put into the universe would always come back to you, just like a boomerang, but not all boomerangs return to their throwers, I've played the role of putting...
