In the garden of time, a blossom unfolds, Alice, with dreams spun in colors bold. Her journey as Mumma, a tale yet to write, Where whispers of lullabies grace the night. A baby shower awaits, the clock softly ticks, In perfect rhythm, as the moments mix. Gifts wrapped in love, and hearts all aglow, For the little girl soon to set the world aglow. Tiny footsteps in dreams, on paths still unseen, In her gentle laughter, magic convenes. Alice, as Mumma, with love in her eyes, In echos of her heart, a bright future lies.