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Slippery and wet
Indignant yet
At the perceived indignity of birth.
Soon wails die
You’re resigned to sigh
As I whisper to you of your worth
And I’ve waited so long
To hear the song
That I know your life will compose
Only your arrival,
That cry of survival
Could inspire such glorious prose
But for now just rest
Knowing the best
Days are so well before you
I will hold you tight
And if I have to - fight
To give you all that’s true
For there were months I prayed
Fearing you’d fade
Before you came to be
But I held on to hope
And he helped me cope
And now through you it’s Him I see
Only His glory
Could weave such a story
Of miraculous answered prayer
That’s why now
I kneel and bow
And place you back in his care
He sent you to me
And now I can see
Life holds ano more meaning than this:
That you are His child
But mine for a while
So I promise not a moment, I’ll miss
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