Svadhisthana

Ottava Rima

Together, both hands separate to guide 

Tiny fingers attached to the child

He dribbled and wobbled around in stride

Oh, if only you could see how he smiled

And then we were out by the water slide

Well, of course, he could not help but run wild

It was a beautiful dream, right, honey?

"It's real, your son is here in my tummy."