The Yawn Of Life
New Life
This wiggling stripling child
Once sleeping beneath my ribs
Our hearts beating in rhythms
I am with you, outside now
I see something of myself lingering
On your face
The dimple in your cheek
The color of your hair
The shape of your eyes
I suddenly feel a warmth
Knowing I have given these to you
You have transcended the womb
A genetic translation
You are a miracle and magic
I'm me, and you're you.