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A faint flicker of life

In the dead chilling silence of twilight
Several feet pacing the corridor
In anticipation and excitement
Waiting for the moment with bated breath
As a shimmering drop of sweat
Trickles down his temples.
As he yearns to touch his child,

A piercing cry fills the air
While the world rejoiced her arrival
A sparkling crystal of joy and new life

A tiny throbbing heart
Spreading love and joy
A sacred yet unique drop of water
In the flowing ocean of life
A fresh chapter in the book of Life
With blank pages to be filled
With laughter, tears, frowns and smiles

There she is,
To write new chapters of joy
In the lives of people close
Look at her, with
Crayons in her hand
To wash colour over the world with
Vibrant curvy strokes, like her smile
That paints a rainbow on the sky
To illuminate even the darkest of days.

The flowing ink of the pen
That writes her days, chapter by chapter
Her presence and her aura.

As he watched her,
Eyes welled up with love,
The tender feet of the child
Crawls and stumbles over the path
And takes her first steps towards
Her growing toddler years
As her pure innocent eyes
Soak the wonders of the world.


Tears of joy rolling down
His now rugged cheeks
As he recalls the moment
His ears caught those
Two magical words,

"It's a girl!"


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