Unborn Yet Born

I dream of a baby in my arms

The baby that was unborn

So soft, so tender, so smooth

was its skin to touch

Wailing unbearably

Stretching out arms wide

Innocent tear-filled eyes

Watching me live my life

I wake up to watch my baby

sleep next to me

Tranquil, solace, abundant love

All in her destiny

Her baby brother in another world

envying her fortune

Wanting her to realize

her luck in being my child

I make no difference

Whether born or unborn

I love you both

For you are from me to be mine

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