The beautiful flower that never bloomed;
Cocooned.
Emerging…
All the lovelier, for the extra time it took to Be.
My butterfly, my second breath of life.
Reborn in beauty, a new soul.
Breaths that echo gulps of milk.
The nectar of life flowing and nurturing life.
Beautiful baby, glowing.
Growing.
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Rainbow Baby
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