Most of the time we are pregant with a dream and yearn for the day it will materialise. Sometimes the dream manifest in a way we did not anticipate and we have a choice to reject it and forever be misearable or accept it and nurter it to fruitation. God’s ways are mysterious and before you reject someone or something make sure you are not rejecting God’s will for your life.
My belly protrudes with weight
My fingers and legs bloated
My eyes dark for want of sleep
The baby due, the world to witness
Anxious to push and let go
My belly cries for freedom
With might I push to let
Out the baby comes with a bang!
to me the baby presented
Urgh! I scream and refuse it
Weak and hopeless it looks!
Another baby offered
Beautiful to the eye, not mine
My soul needing my ‘ugly’ baby
Bring my baby, I cry with need!
I lay the baby to my breast
close to heart, nurturing, caring
My baby transformed in love
beautiful and strong with hope.
Blind I was but now I see!
very inspiring and well presented poem I loved it! Thanks for sharing 
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