I know only one religion
that worships a newborn baby
and quite rightly so
because newborns
are
I have no words
from who knows where
a task, a plan, a hope, an aspiration,
a wonder, a nuisance, a pride,
they are the one and onlys,
the best, a cost factor
and they don\'t have any hair
or red bangs
and some need glasses
before they are one year old
and the grandparents love them dearly
and some are christened
and some are not and some have godmothers
and some don\'t.
They are called Emma
or Luca
and some have the Down syndrom.
They are the kids, the children, the little ones
and sometimes they come in two.
But
where
do
they
come
from?
And
where
are
they
going?