My Delilah

Throughout the roller coaster of emotional depression

my sister re-devoted herself to her former love.

To kindle what was dimmed for a while-

to form a greater light.

Their closeness allow them to create a figure of beauty

unlike any I have ever seen.

I had mixed emotion about my sister's pregnancy.

Dismayed on whether or not I would hold any

ill-feelings towards my niece.

Due to nothing more than lack of communication mostly

in my part.

Yet, as her stomach grew bigger

and without the proper exercise of mind

my thoughts became a tummy of perplexity

Throbbing my soul,

No herbal nor chemical medicine to remedy my being.

Anxiety gave way to apparitions

of dark figures solemn and vague.

Resulting in more questions - more fear

Contending with myself, unable to find refuge.

I was at a lost.

But everything changed when she arrived.

She was the most beautiful little creature I had ever seen.

Her beauty reminded me of my childish years,

Resembles the same features my sister posses.

I saw her as my own daughter

(as my only begotten daughter)

My life changed that November:

The precious joy of new life.

A new blessing was given to my sister

but i know she was given to me as well.

Even though I see her twice maybe thrice a week

its as though I endured the troubles of education.

Her eyes swell when I become present-

Sprinting in joy, a celebration of love and life.

What she might not know now is

my eyes swell at her appearance too.

I love you always My Delilah

from your uncle junior.