Day 2 Writing 201 Poetry

A poem about my daughters.

Jaia Ramji

Just when we were losing hope
An unexpected gift arrived, tied with a pink bow
Invisible to most
A miracle to us

Rosy cheeks
A boxers’ nose!
Mouth like a slit of red cloth
Jaia our daughter was born
In fate we now believed

Uma Ramji

Uma duma, our little daughter
Made her entrance into the world with
A righteous cry as loud as a raging storm

Restless little baby
Always seeking for mummy
Making herself comfortable
Just easily in the crook of my arms and
In no rush to let it go

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