Tuesday, January 22, 2008

Tears Of Joy

Do not despair my dear son

Shine bright like the patient sun

Stolidly day in and day out

This is your seed

Your seed in need

Of the succour of a happier day

Of a home that is always gay

Do not stifle that cry my beloved daughter

It was meant to flow like water

From the pregnant sky

From the flooded eye

The seedling shall slither

Out of the hard ground frail

A spank and a wail

Tears of joy

Is it a girl or a boy?

Or more sobs

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