Bundle Poem by oio ZIGA

Bundle of joy
Appearing in an ocean, of healing lights
Bearing a rare sweet, scented presence
The making, of smiling angels in blue, their honour.

Here comes the charmed smile, little sparkles like fireflies in the dark
All souls present lifted in livid ecstasy, but unlike a your usual frenzy.

Cute wings are flapping
Outstretched to the first love in sight
Must be my mother
Let me wriggle my love tail.

It's been a journey, passion pain, an enduring comfort
A light, cold, heat, of joyful cries
Outstretched little hands held high, caressing the new universe.

The impatient waiting arms
Of an anxious mother, blinded by grace
Touched by the tears of innocence.

A new born,
My joyful bundle
Ready, hungry, thirsty for the life ahead.

Oh,
Mother has a pink scarf
But father has a proud smile, a proud wreck!

The love for a newly born.