The newborn boy,
takes his first breath;
it feels good to live,
escaping from death.
He shivers and shakes,
while being passed around;
testing his voice,
until Mother is found.
Mom is exhausted,
holding her prize.
She holds Baby tight,
and silently cries.
It's for this birth,
that we must rejoice.
God's message is clear:
Life;
what a beautiful choice.
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