Little fingers curl up tight to make a tiny fist,
As fairy lips purse out as if to make a gentle kiss. . .
Eyes, wide as a kitten's, and little button nose,
You look like someone's angel--down to your pudgy toes. . .
Although you are so wrinkled and your face is still so pale,
And the only song you seem to know sounds like a shrilling wail,
When you are here before me, finally, I feel complete.
I've waited so long, sweetheart. . . at last, we finally meet.
(c) 1997 Andrea B All Rights Reserved
I came across that poem this morning, and I want to share it with moms and dads out there. I am sharing this poem to moms and dads who were excited and happy when they saw their baby for the first time. I guess, every mom would remember the day she gave birth to her baby and heavenly it felt to finally touch and feel the baby.
Kudos to all the mothers in the world!
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