A tender heartbeat stirs within the night,
Transforming solitude into a wondrous tide,
Awakening is a love that takes flight.
The world, once vast, now shrinks to one small face,
With eyes like stars that mirror boundless skies,
Each coo and sighs a dance, a soft touch,
A gifted part of life, where joy complies.
In sleepless hours, the weight of care unfolds,
Yet in the depths of struggle, strength is found,
Each gentle touch, a story to be told,
As roots of kinship deeper take their ground.
Through trials and triumphs, hearts entwined shall grow,
In being parents, love's true essence flows.
Transforming solitude into a wondrous tide,
Awakening is a love that takes flight.
The world, once vast, now shrinks to one small face,
With eyes like stars that mirror boundless skies,
Each coo and sighs a dance, a soft touch,
A gifted part of life, where joy complies.
In sleepless hours, the weight of care unfolds,
Yet in the depths of struggle, strength is found,
Each gentle touch, a story to be told,
As roots of kinship deeper take their ground.
Through trials and triumphs, hearts entwined shall grow,
In being parents, love's true essence flows.
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Author:
Mark The Phenomenon (
Offline) - Published: December 2nd, 2024 23:05
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Comments2
That’s beautiful
A lovely tender poem, good read
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