Once the dream began,
It started in angst.
A little concern,
New ways to learn.
Then, as days progressed,
One following into the next.
A dormant soul,
Became a beautiful butterfly.
Once quite shy,
She caught my attention.
As I beheld,
Great potential for transformation.
As a seed she grew,
Slowly at first.
Until it was time,
To arrive in this world.
And now she is here,
In all her glorious colours,
Even I am amazed.
By the wonder of energy and light,
She has shone upon our way.
May she forever bless this world.
To Braida. x
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