COVID-19 took away my loved ones.
But it welcomes our family's firstborn.
Everyone’s identity had adapted.
My mom became a grandma.
My sister became a mom.
And I became an aunt.
She saved us from the melancholy trap.
She was god’s gift.
But I'll be honest,
The gift was a bit tiny and 'ugly.'
Oh, forgive me,
I was not aware of how would a week old look.
She was also quiet,
Sleeping as if she were in the womb.
Despite her quietness,
I heard her lively breathing.
I touched her little finger,
She opened her eyes.
It was our first official greet.
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