Lifted from his cosy, dark interment
Loud light encircles his harsh rebirth
No longer hidden in warm security,
Awakening instead to cold reality.
Fluttering lids still tightly closed
covering orbs of brightest blue.
Air filled lungs cry fit to burst
as the first rising wail is broken free.
Glossy curled strands of wispy gold
softly frame his round featured face.
Whilst plump pinkness of taut smooth skin
encapsulates new found boldness of life.
The freshness of pure beauty
Awakens love in all who behold him
- and hold him close -
The newness of life, instilling rapture and
wonder within anyone who sees him
Enthraling enchantment of an ever-growing
Love - for this small being - newly born.