You are Son of God

It feels like yesterday

When you fit in palms of my hands.

Though you were less than 2 pounds,

You cried as loud as 7 pounds chubby baby.

I saw your perfect little fingers and toes,

3 notable eyelashes in each tiny eyelid.

"Hello, my son. I am your mother."

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At 28 weeks, not yet ready to be born,

Came out with a brave face

To rescue your withering mother

After 4 days of her battle in bed

You knew that she was not well,

Taking the matter on your own hand,

Choosing to free her from the dire predicament

Knowing the battle you must face

Took a journey down the channel,

Out to the unknown world of the living.

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She will never forget

the best Christmas gift she ever had

on the eve of that Christmas.

Holding her tiny baby boy

against her chest first time

She thanked God,

and Universe the gift of life

the gift of Love