Seed to a Latino dancer

Gold melts from the God's tomb
Only to be nurtured in mom's womb

Hola! a small world is in ecstasy
Everything turns as realistic fantasy
Stone hearted becomes flabby
When news spreads in the air
There's going to be a baby

Books and videos fear and run
To ponder them is sheer fun
Old views cast a reviving picture
Poor mom listens the lectures
Gulp them all even it's a tincture
Shopping list never cease to grow
Renaissance renaissance cries the home

Baby enjoys and cherishes a lot
Causes the sadness to drought
He eats, dances and makes merry
For him everything is a fairy
But, she relishes the enamoring pain
Takes all the care
As nothing should go in vain

Two lives fight the fierce battle
The Ordeal gives her trembling jitters
Cast and recast his body's metal
Soon the cries embrace the smile
Never seen pain so labile
Enthralling in his beautiful presence
In a blink he creates new heaven 

Freespirit Juneja