Baby Shower

9 months a blissful wait,
The life of a baby begins,
In her womb with beautiful fate,
Choirs through tones of violins.

Each month is a token of sweet joy,
To God for this blessing anew,
For our hearts earnestly employ,
Our worship to him so true.

To feel the baby smile inside,
She knows he is happy to be here,
Caressed with her warmth untied,
A beautiful world he shall endear.

Her sleepless nights, her joyous smile,
The baby’s nudge, right under her skin,
Makes her a world walk down the aisle,
As she nurtures her lil pride within.

She speaks to her baby in endless ways,
Just to make sure he is doing fine,
She checks on him on certain days,
Seeing him wave from cloud nine.

She addresses her baby, a lil munchkin’,
Keeps every small thing ready,
More like a list provided from therein,
Every lil moment prepared steady.

As this wait now endures to unfold,
Only she can feel the unending glee,
Soon she shall thus behold,
A child in her arms through eternity.

A privilege for those to feel this glory,
An honour to be blessed in disguise,
Every Eve has her own story,
A baby shower reflects its chastise.
-Adelene Coelho

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