As spontaneous the occurrence,
time late of such assurance,
as sudden the gift,
my heart had a early shift.
Confused, unprepared and overwhelmed,
from a haphazard spiral of stems,
the minions in my mind started a frenzy,
the thoughts I vanished in suspend me.
Yet a blessing and a grace from God,
medics rush my heart to the spiritual ward,
a new path that would test me immensely,
as I began to grip my chest tensely.
Tiny one, I am not ready,
steady the waters Lord my shoulders are heavy,
but I'll be better than my birth givers,
I beg let me be there till the end and from the day she delivers.
Preparations are made and the time is soon,
little by little the sugar grains fall from the teaspoon,
a new step in life a new brew to make,
I wonder which personality most she'll take.
My little unborn, my mini princess,
blessed will be the day you lay upon my chest,
how anxious we are to see you,
how happy the tears would be dancing down my cheeks too.
Kisses and cuddles, love and care,
I make no promises but I'll be there,
I say to myself what a heavenly masterpiece,
and on that day only at that time my worries will cease.