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| A Myriad Dreams |
Is it a he or a she?
How does he look like?
Will he resemble me or his daddy?
A myriad dreams gush alike.
Does he have his father's eyes or mine?
Will he be listening to my prayers?
Will he be reading my mind,
That he jumps in womb when I reflect my joy in my tears?
He seems to grow faster,
That my waist becomes heavy.
I am thinking of booties, cradles and toy cars -
A myriad dreams of felicity.
Dreams of new mom.
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