A piercing cry slices the air,
a new baby,
so tiny,
innocent and fragile,
unknown destiny,
a future it beholds,
its scrawny body wiggles in its mother’s tender arms,
opportunity
for growth,
for a healthy child,
for success, blessing, happiness.
Do what’s right with your child,
raise it well,
love it,
care for it,
because its mine too.