Dear Diary

Praise be.

Dear Diary thank you for your wisdom

and guidance

and help

My child’s beggings are that of one who has not seen the stars.

I showed her the teachings.

I read to her from the book at night.

A sweet lullaby with words that fooled the tongue.

But finally, I think that she understands.

She eats willingly now.

I have removed her chains.

She tells me for three days I must bring him to term.

She tells me he will be born on the fourth.

My child.

I love you so.