DAYBREAKS
Light comes to tiny eyes, and fresh air breathes a breath
First an early silence then a cry that denies death
Finally the hibernation ends and starts anew
With nothing more to cover us than the life-sustaining dew
Like some amazing treasure find we are looked upon with awe
The fresh pink wrinkles of the skin, the cries of wonder draw
First we gasp then we scream a piercing call of joy
Then cuddled and cherished like some new Christmas toy
Though we can’t yet speak we make our sounds as if we’ve something to say
Eyes can’t focus yet we can see the breaking of our day
Our very first we don’t recall but remember al the same
The day we appeared to everyone, the day our first breath came
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