Clara
She who is a light
in the darkest, loneliest spaces.
She is the spawn of my soul
the daughter unborn to the world.
She is an unstoppable force-
furious and clever
and full of hope and kindness.
She is stronger than those who came before her,
and all the best pieces of those who make her.
She's the product of our lessons and our struggles.
She is inside me
somewhere,
waiting her turn so patiently-
waiting
to be welcomed into many joyous
and relieved arms.
She is waiting
for my time to come,
and for all my years of discovery
to be placed gently and lovingly
into her first determined breaths.
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