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Lisa J.

Miracle

All my thoughts absorbed in jubilation.

Father’s thrilled words washed over the mind.

Can this be, a small one in formation?

This news bred all secrets, none of its kind.

Tongues restrained-joy within interiors.

The secret burst open, mom stood glowing.

We ruled over mom like superiors;

forceful and direct, but love was showing.

Not long after, mom commenced to waddle.

Minuscule wallops emerged from the bump.

Time slowed to a crawl, then a long dawdle.

When will he come? He had us in a stump.

One day I got a call, “He’s here, he’s here!”

And soon in my arms laid someone so dear.

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