Little star just came down,
on wings of an angel.
He was a mother’s dream flower,
glided Milky Way to earth.
Holding umbilical cord of hopes,
arrived trekking a long way.
A host of unfulfilled wishes,
in shape of flesh and blood.
Journey continues one life to….
All time followed by a shadow.
A loud creaky baby cry, he is born
He sneezes loudly spraying,
creamy run from his nose.
His arrival is registered.
Mother blooms a fragrant smile
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