My Baby Is Alive
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Randy McClave
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My baby is alive
Although I have never heard it cry,
My baby is loved
Even though it I have never touched,
It is the flesh, from my flesh
From the one that gets no rest;
Now my baby is known
From the seeds that I have sown.
So, I will give a smile
To my unborn child,
And once again, I must say out loud;
That my baby is here,
And once again comes those tears.
Will it be a he, just like me
Or maybe though it will be a she;
My baby it is alive
As I feel it's presence, deep inside.
Randy L. McClave
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