Life’s transitions

Are always marvellous

They bring joy, pain

And at times sorrow

Some are smooth as silk

While others are as rough

As a bumpy road

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In my mother’s womb

My embryo grew

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And floated merrily along

As I entered the world

I was appalled by my struggle

And glaring lights

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My senses were bombarded

With a multiplicity

Of stimuli

That my mind couldn’t

Begin to fathom

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I remembered

Being slapped

Wiped clean

With some fluffy material

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While in the nude

With no diaper

I was laid on my mother’s chest

While my dad looked on

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I felt mom’s tears of joy

As they streamed down

Her cheeks unto my face

That were warm

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I knew without a doubt

Where I belonged

That I was really loved

And at last I was meeting

My loving parents

That will nurture me