Father’s Entreat

Cube joined cube,

and a weeny creature formed.

Closed eyes and curled up toes,

Sleeping in the womb.

Nothing to be seen and nothing to hide,

Hey, tiny breathing being are you inside?

Just a little bump and that’s what all,

No little fingers were there to hold.

Months have gone and you are on a leave,

Mum is the one in touch and father on a breach.

Sneak out of the little void and lets end this fight,

You are a part of me too..

Than why mum have all the delight? 🙁

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