Amaya

Clouds, tear laden over me hung
Like a morbid wrap grief has flung.
Death casting a bluish shadow
Of growing unease over life's flow.

Lo! then emerged a moonlight beam
Amaya, guileless, with her scream
Defying her doctors date she came,
And due attention she did claim.

Birth and death, the cycle in time
'Snap off it into life sublime'
Her tiny hands and little pink toes
Slapped off all my angst and woes.

The miracle of a life anew,
Blessed we are to welcome you.