Our second one!!! (Poem is inspired from Bob Dylan's "Answer my friend is blowing in the wind")

How many times must the pain be borne,

For the womb to be a home?

How many times must the eyes be wet,

For the tears of joy to flow?

The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind

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How many times must a sono be done,

For its existence to be felt?

How many times must sleep be lost,

For its kicks to make a mark?

The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind

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How many times must the push be done,

For it to make an entry?

How many times must the screams be made,

For a single wail to be heard?

The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind

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 How many times must the hands be held,

For the bonds of love to set?

How many times must the cheek be kissed,

For the feeling of oneness to be sent?

The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind

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How many times must the nappy be changed,

For the practice to be perfect?

How many times must the milk be fed,

For the lifelong connect to be made?

The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind

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How many times must a child be born, For a man to be a Pop?

How many times must a child be born, For a woman to be a Mom?

How many times must a first come forth, for the second to come ahead?

The answer, dear Ehaan, is cradling in my hands,

The answer, dear Ehaan, is cradling in my hands

How many times must the pain be borne,

For the womb to be a home?

How many times must the eyes be wet,

For the tears of joy to flow?

The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind

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How many times must a sono be done,

For its existence to be felt?

How many times must sleep be lost,

For its kicks to make a mark?

The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind

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How many times must the push be done,

For it to make an entry?

How many times must the screams be made,

For a single wail to be heard?

The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind

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 How many times must the hands be held,

For the bonds of love to set?

How many times must the cheek be kissed,

For the feeling of oneness to be sent?

The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind

-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

How many times must the nappy be changed,

For the practice to be perfect?

How many times must the milk be fed,

For the lifelong connect to be made?

The answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind

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How many times must a child be born, For a man to be a Pop?

How many times must a child be born, For a woman to be a Mom?

How many times must a first come forth, for the second to come ahead?

The answer, dear Ehaan, is cradling in my hands,

The answer, dear Ehaan, is cradling in my hands