A Mother's Gift
I once created you with pure intentions,
I then formed you with pristine motions.
With my very own flesh, &
With cells that were still so fresh,
I incubated your growth, as
I nurtured what our fate wrote.
You soon left the infinite sea,
Just to become born by me.
Laboring through the intense pain
Had brought me an immensely gratifying gain,
Just as your very first sight
Had instantly strengthened my own inner might.
A part of me, yet
Apart from me.
You came into existence
As a symbol of persistence.
An angel from above, &
A personification of infinite love,
You were more than I intended,
You were more than I created.
Amazed, awestruck, and appreciative,
I speechlessly admired nature's initiative.
In gratitude I still gaze at my life's greatest gift, as
In wonder I now realize the imminent transformational shift.
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