Choose a name.
Newborns cannot –
but you are no newborn.
You fell
into my hands,
small, but
mature,
uncertain, but
strangely luminous.
I am here to witness,
glad to greet you
in a world
where you may breathe,
where you may live
as you were never allowed.
I see you.
I welcome you.
I believe in you.
I will have no children.
But your presence –
your beginning –
means more than I dare confess.
So choose a name,
that I may call,
and you may answer.
choose a name
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