New Life

by

Paul E Sexton

I wasn’t even alive
until the day
we met.

Only half-alive.
Living half truths.
Pretending,
waiting,
for something
to happen.

Then there
she was.
Standing under the sun.
In a crowd of people.

And there I was,
excited,
my destiny
about to be fulfilled.

Then a million
possibilities
opened up.
Ones I never
really expected.

Now,
I’m sitting here
on the couch
breathing deeply.
Listening
to her
in the other room
helping the baby to sleep.

Sometimes,
when we think
we are at the ending,
or even a middle,
it could actually be
just a moment
before a new beginning.

Waiting
to begin.

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