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At his smile.
The clouds part in glee
To let the sun see.
He is the one
With whom I shared a womb.
Robins flutter
Outside the window
At his morning song.
I tell you, he is the one
With whom I shared a womb.
Do you hear the lilt
As he bids you “good morn”?
You dont, but I do.
Is he not the one
With whom I shared a womb?
Do not look too long
At his jutting jaw
Or mountain cheeks;
For he is the one
With whom I shared a womb.
Today he cuts a cake,
A slice of which I shall not get.
And I smile,
Because he is the one
With whom I shared a womb.
