The Proof

A thrill, then shock,

and a wonder shoot through me,

the tick of the clock:

the brown paper falls away.

I'm holding it now,

my mind sings soothingly,

I wonder how,

I lived to rejoice, on this day.

My new baby's arrived,

the postman hands to me,

I've somehow survived,

to study it carefully, now.

The proof copy of my first published book!!

I'm in heaven... I swear!