LAURA


WELCOME TINY MIRACLE, RIGHT NOW YOU'RE NOT AWARE,
THAT THERE'S LOTS OF YOUR NEW FAMILY,
WHO WANT TO TELL YOU THAT THEY CARE.
BUT JUST FOR NOW WE'LL HOLD OUR BREATH,
MY LITTLE TINY EMBRYO,
TRYING NOT TO SEEM IMPATIENT,
AS YOU DEVELOP AND YOU GROW.
FIRST THE ARMS AND LITTLE FINGERS,
THEN THE LEGS AND TINY FEET.
PERFECT FACE, BUT MOST OF ALL,
A HEART WITH EVER CONSTANT BEAT.
AS YOU TAKE SHAPE IN YOUR WARM CHRYSALIS,
OUR IMAGINATIONS GROW,
WILL YOU BE A BONNY KIRKHAM LASS,
OR A HANDSOME YORKSHIRE BEAU.
WHAT WILL BE YOUR DESTINY,
WILL YOU BE DARK OR FAIR,
I'LL TELL YOU WHAT IF LOVE WAS MONEY,
YOU'LL BE A MILLIONAIRE,
WE'LL SHOWER YOU WITH AFFECTION,
HELP YOU GROW UP BIG AND STRONG.
COSSETT YOU AND CODLE YOU,
SO THAT YOU'LL KNOW WHERE YOU BELONG.
THIS WILL BE THE LONGEST SUMMER,
THAT I HAVE EVER KNOWN,
AND CAN'T WAIT UNTIL OCTOBER,
WHEN YOU'LL FINALLY BE BORN.
YOU DON'T KNOW ME YET SMALL MIRACLE,
BUT HAVE I GOT NEWS FOR YOU,
I'M GOING TO LOVE YOU, I'M YOUR GRANDMA,
SO I HOPE YOU'LL LOVE ME TOO….

By Sheila Betts.


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