Little One

The sky is awash with a golden hue
The air filled with the first breath of spring
The trees are reaching heavy branches out
As the birds in their nests start to sing

A young woman picks flowers in the meadow
The warmth of the day at her back
Her basket is full with her pickings
As ducks in the pond start to quack

Her raven locks move gently in the breeze
Every gesture she makes full of grace
She lifts her face up to the glowing sky
And basks in the golden embrace

Her heart is full of joy and love
Her smile lit up from within
She places her hands on her burgeoning belly
New life, soon will it bring

Placing a blossom behind her ear
She lifts her voice in a song
A lullaby carries off through the air
While the child inside grows strong.