Can't Wait

To Kate Ude, my daughter
As the days, your days
Draw nearer
And you show signs
You're ready
To embrace the struggle
We pray and beg
You give us just a little time
To get your stuff ready
For your coming;

I discover too
That I've become anxious
To see you!
And in my mind questions arise,
What do you look like?
Are you fair or dark?
Are you alone or two?
If two, are you males or females
Or mixed? Whom do you resemble?
Your mother or me?
Or anyone in our lineages?

Despite I can't wait
To see you
Can't wait
To hold you in my my arms
I can't...
Please God
I want them
Beautiful and heathy.

Emmanuel Inya Otu-nwachi
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 10/30/2020

Poet's note: On October 18, my daughter Kate Ude was born. But before then I was under pressure to get things ready for her birth. The mother's tummy was big and people believed she would have twins. In the poem I imagined what baby would be like.
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