poem about coming out the womb

From the darkness I emerge,

Into this world, I now converge. The warmth of life surrounds me, As I take my first breath, I am free.

My tiny hands and feet explore, The newness of this world I adore. I cry out in joy and wonder, As my mother's love pulls me under.

From the safety of the womb, To this world of light and gloom, I am a tiny miracle, it seems, Born of hopes and endless dreams.

I am brand new, without a past, But with a future that will last. I am a precious, perfect being, With a world of wonders worth seeing.

So let me spread my wings and fly, Into this world with open eyes. For I am born to be free, To live my life, and to be me.