I knew you
before you had time to grip oxygen on your own.
A precious stone cocooned in a body
more delicate.
Your arrival has been like that of a train far away on the tracks,
when it seems almost impossible,
invisible,
and we all grow impatient,
but you approached with a lightning so beautiful
and you steal my breath from the pit
of my existence.
I'll gladly give you anything I can,
so when you obtain the motions,
don't hesitate to approach me,
because
I've never felt so connected to someone I've never met.
And you are the fruit of generations of
a love so clean and planned.
So maybe my parents were created
and meant to meet
to birth your mother, and your parents fell in love
to set your DNA.
The firstborn of two firstborns who will radiate
and live.
Ellie, as you arrive, I'd love to set you
in a heaven away from all poor judgment
but I know with just your presence,
you prove that clarity and importance exist.
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