Hear the baby as it cries
Touch the child, with it's soft skin
Smell the echo of a new birth
Taste the sense of your new found worth
See the child, that is now mine
About the Creator
George Hall
I'm a freelance creative writer from Australia, who likes to write about all sorts of different and unique things. I have a soft spot for spy and disguises related stories as well as fantasy fiction, I'm also a massive music fan.
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