You were just a chubby bundle. br Just a shivering lump. br Of feather scratched skin. br Soft and peach wrinkled. br But You held every inch of me br In your inchling grasp br Tiny, tiny fingers. br br And you are new. br You are newness to this world br And you offer it hope, absolute. br Pouring life br From every crease br In your beautiful being. br And I offer you up. br My gift. br br The only good thing. br That I have ever done.