Amidst adversity was the arrival
A pale and delicate offspring
Light, thin and thirsty to survive
The cry slit the throat of sky
Waverly winks wondered widely
Whether to cherish or perish
With God's nod, the pod told
Here I crawl, hop, walk, run
I shall thrive to better me
And my family praised me
The best eleventh hour gift
Always to protect the descents
No wonder the life lead by
Needless to say was self-less
Nowhere to go and stay
None will know the NEXT
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A poignant rendition crafted in persuasive poetic expressions with conviction. A beautiful creation. Thanks for sharing, Radhika.