The spring dawned after the biting chill, <br />Beams of sunlight filtered down, <br />Flakes of snow melted away, <br /> And the whole world bathed in brilliant glow. <br /> <br />He came, <br />The dainty Darling of our dreams! <br />With promises full and hopes in store, <br />To fill the void, <br />within our souls. <br />To burst the silence, <br />with clatter of sounds. <br />To dispel the gloom, <br />that hovered on. <br /> <br />High from Heaven, <br />like a cherubim sent, <br />with the glow of umpteen candles lit, <br />He came, <br />To gladden our doleful hearts, <br />To deliver us of our blighted state. <br /> <br />He came, <br />Like the first rain on parched ground, <br />To drench the arid lands in splendid shower, <br />To ease the prick of sweltering heat, <br />And to put out the fire of growing drought. <br /> <br />Marvelling over the seizure of treasure, <br />Long hidden within the crevices dark, <br />We stood, so pleasantly taken aback, <br />Over the gift, ere vouched, but long delayed. <br /> <br />Like an eagle in its aerial route, <br />Flew my spirits in ecstatic rounds. <br />Like the Swallow, soaring high above, <br />My fancy took wings and set to fly. <br /> <br />He lay close to me, the bundle of joy! <br />His dark little eyes poised on my face, <br />Full with words on silent lips, <br />And wonder glistening his naive visage. <br /> <br />I peered into that cute little face, <br />The face I had long fondled in my dreams, <br />I whirled in the feel of prime feed, <br />And swam in the glory of maternal bliss!<br /><br />Valsa George<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/to-my-elder-son-deliverance/
