A poem inspired by my newborn niece Aila.

Babies ……………….

 Hidden, moving, breathing, growing, silently, slowly
 symbols of promise, and hope
 changing lives completely …
  
 Numerous born in difficulty; some with ease.
 Resilient champions from the hidden depths;
 Suddenly bursting forth into the world,
  
 Each deserving of the best opportunities
 Countless more privileged than others.
 Varying conception stories …
 Yet all divinely destined to be a part of humanity.
  
 28 August 2019 

Published by thrivezim

I'm a lover of free verse poetry and cups of tea. The quickest way to energise me is to give me a moment under open sky, preferably in a garden. I love beautiful trees and Purple Crested Lourie birds and making school come alive for my students.

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