Years of endless wait finally end
years when, like a leech, you clung

to the tail of hope
seeing, as medical reports go,
you stood no chance

You clung to your pillow
shedding nightly tears

calling on the powers above
to dry your tear-filled eyes

cursing the day fate pulled
a trigger on you; you were
bruised but not crushed

Now all you see is a mini you
giggling in your joyful hands