Little heartbeat, firmly chugging, voice of your determined drive
        toward personhood.

In the background, slow and strong, Mother's heartbeat,
    The benevolent protector,

Hovers near, watching over
    your unwavering dedication
        to growing,

Helping you succeed in your task, unhindered
    by the pressing of the world.

Grow, little one, grow and mature.
Grow strong, grow smart, grow confident
    in our love for you.

For there is a world out here, full of wonder 
    and a little pain.
And there is a place in it
        for you.


David Garstang
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