Mixed with love and hope
She feels the stirring inside.
Her world is opening. Dark no more.
Flesh is transformed.
Exotic as a new land.
Yet common as a puppy.
Her future rides on this pain,
Tearing, pushing.
She crawls into loving hands.
What's to come?
Its a pain tangled with a fear of death.
Yet she knows all will be well.
One hour. Two.
Minutes tick with the drop of the liquid.
Deeper, tighter.
The future. Her future. Their future is now.
And with a blast from within,
Power of ten screaming men,
She expels and creates at the same time.
Covered in the red of a heart,
Wet of a thousand tears,
The cries of a woman reaching her salvation.
And the heavenly angelic thirsty coo.
All else is forgotten.
In honor of my many friends and their beautiful babies.
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