It starts as a tiny spot;

Which to the naked eye, barely visible

But with time that little dot,

Becomes a bump that’s to all visible.

The mystery of this growth

Is overwhelming to Mankind;

Even the giver and receiver both,

Are as well overwhelmed at their kind.

But the greatest mystery of all

Is how this wonderful gift from above

Can both be a curse to some,

And to others a blessing to adore.

To the unplanned womb,

It is called ‘unwanted’; some say,

It’s a serious mistake; a set back and a broom,

That sweeps all their dreams away.

Pregnancy to the planned couple

Is always news of celebration and joy.

As they both anxiously await to curdle

That precious gift of a child; and it’s a boy!