You are the first born of the new Rafferty clan.
On the 2nd of May, in the early hours of the day
You were lifted out of your mummy’s tummy.
Dadda was there, as was your granny,
Both capped and gowned in the operating theatre.
Mumma held you first then Dadda then Glammy.
The surgeon said you were fine and healthy
You were not like your mother, or your father,
You were yourself and like no other.
Holding your tiny form, in my arms
I realized you are part of us
And we are part of you, you have bound us all together.
A wonderful gift from heaven
Where people we love are living.
You are unique; you little darling.