Mammas and Pappas

Stars shining bright above you,
  Mammas and Pappas.
    If they feared the future,
      would they birth you?
Would we greet you with mirth
  as your head reaches the girth
    of Mamma's vagina,
      Pappa proud beside her?
Did they fear for your future,
  or perhaps their
    best wishes?
      Hope,
        surely,
          at the very least.