(for Adela Genevieve, eight weeks early)
What fury in those flailing limbs!
What spirit bursting out to meet the world!
They thought that you were fragile when you came,
but oh what fire inside a three pound frame!
Meet your tired mother girl,
and learn from whence you came:
a line of strong women.
...No shrinking violets, victims, or plain Janes.
You got here just in time my little Del,
This sorry planet's sliding into Hell
and prays for sturdy hearts like
yours to stop its fall.
PS
Pretty, tiny, baby girly
will you always be so early?
-xo grandpa
-jorge999
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