Homecoming, by Mark Lalonde

That final push that gave you your first breath, was the moment I came home to an alien world, where there is laughter, love, and life.

The day you came, I had won safety back from war where there is death and fear, and now I am holding you, this new little alien, so fragile as she holds my finger. Little Leighton, my brother's salient first child. I’ll hold you forever in my heart but-

my mind is far, far away, and it splintered this day- heart holding life, and thoughts rushed to moments, where I took lives away.