A tiny being, so delicate and small,
A new life brought into this world with a squall.
Fresh and innocent, free from all the pain,
A new soul to cherish, love and sustain.
With tiny fingers and little toes,
And a tiny nose, with a gentle glow.
Eyes filled with wonder, ready to explore,
A new journey awaits, with so much in store.
Oh, how sweet the sound of a baby's coo,
Filling the air, like a gentle lullaby, too.
A ray of sunshine, a spark of hope,
A new blessing for all, who dare to cope.
A new chapter begins, for parents and kin,
With sleepless nights and endless chores within.
But with every smile, every little grin,
All the love and joy, will surely win.
So let us cherish this new blessing, so bright,
And hold on tight, with all our might.
For in this new life, we will find,
Love, laughter and joy, of the purest kind.
So welcome baby, to this world so grand,
A new life awaits, with a loving hand.
May you grow strong, and brave and kind,
With a heart full of love, that shines and shines.
About the Creator
Maheshh
Hello, my name is Mahesh. I am a creative individual and I enjoy creating stories, such as ghost stories and fiction. I would like to share my stories and I hope that you will take the time to read them. Thank you.
The Salt in her Voice
The myth says mermaids sing to lure sailors to their death. But why? The ocean is huge. Only 5 percent has been discovered by man. Why would a creature of the sea with that much space to roam ever care about the fate of men on ships? The answer, as it turns out, is not a simple one at all. The truth about the myth is older than the tides. Long ago before the first ship ever cut across the surface, the sea made a pact with the sky. The sky would take the souls of the drowned. Anyone who died in storms or any quiet accidents of the deep would have their soul lifted upward to the Heavens while the bodies would remain below, feeding the oceans endless hunger. The greedy sea however wanted more souls than the sky would claim. So it created mermaids. It gave them beautiful voices woven from currents and moonlight. It commanded them to sing. "Bring forth the ones who float where they should sink." it instructed them. So they did. They never killed out of malice but out of obligation. They sung to summon, not to seduce. A mermaid's voice could loosen the tether between the body and soul, making any man step willingly into the water. The sea would take the body and the sky would take the soul. Balance maintained.
By Sara Wilsona day ago in Fiction
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