Baby and Me

Happiness is the new tomorrow 

And tomorrow is a day’s wait away

A life so fragile

Held in your hands

The soft intracaite whine

Two pairs of fives

And dozens of pairs that make two

To create a life 

A mystery yet to be solved

But one held so dear

Sober tests are done and

The wait threatens to tare us apart

But we trust

Because trust is all one can hope for  



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