Neville Wallace Clark

Johannesburg, South Africa
Neville Wallace Clark
Johannesburg, South Africa
Friday, May 13, 2011

My Little Beans!

We stepped in not knowing what to expect,
our bodies were frozen with fear
as anxiety drew us closer.
Our eyes never left each other,
Hands held tight as if
Forced together by creation of life itself,
Bounding every moment we waited for you.
Fifteen meaningful hours had still to pass,
What was going to happen?
Circling in our thoughts was fear.

Finally, it was time
We knew it, but still uncertain of what to come
We walked in blindly, we grew weak as the struggle grew stronger.
Thus striking our souls lifeless in existence
Hands of time circled motionlessly. Then you arrived,
torn from your previous world of solitude,
As if caterpillar to butterfly, your beauty struck.
Precisely as we portrayed your joyful innocence

As i set first sight on your beautiful eyes,
Emotion burst to cries of joy and happiness.
As my soul celebrated your new birth
Still the fear was there.
As no knowledge of your condition
Was detailed, impatience grew
you were blooming.

At the comfort of our knowing
I took slumber, deep in your eyes.
My flesh and blood.
Touch still could not conquer my belief,
Is this a dream, to be so joyous,
Are you really there?

Quiet and content, curious and beautiful,
Our hearts descended with pleasure and love.
You were greeted by many special people

From the moment i saw you
I knew the meaning of life…
Neville Wallace Clark
Brian Jani 06 July 2014
nice poem here, its easy for the reader to be captured by the story.nice job here
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