The seed of hope
That you foster in your womb
Is your destiny
That you denied for long.
He has chosen to sanctify you
With an Angel in your life.
The gift from heaven is so near
So why are your eyes clouded with fear.
They will take me away,
So far off to bury me.
And your lips will be sealed
But your moist eyes will complain.
Won't you find your voice, ma!
I too want my space in sun
The songs of spring
And rainy days fun.
I too want my slides and swings
Ribbons in pink,
Baubles and rings..
The lullabies you croon
To your child unborn,
Will they ever be sung
Or,You will be left to mourn!
Why doesn't papa want me,
I promise to be good
I too want to ride on his back
Like any son would...
I shall do him proud one day
And he won't be able to keep me away.
Shun your fears,put them to rest
You will see,ma,
I m going to be papa's pet!
