It was a dark and grey Thursday.
But then, while the rain was falling,
the sun broke through the clouds.
A rainbow formed itself,
pointing with one end where
a pot of gold would be found.
The next day was a beautiful Friday,
the Friday our beaufitul boy was born.
Our pot of gold, our miracle.
And on the spot where the rainbow
pointed, now stands a golden tree.
On Friday 18 October, a beautiful autumn day in Germany, our miraculous son was born. We’re parents now. It’s awesome.