DUTY SOMETIMES STRANGE, LIFE NOT DEATH, AND REQUIRES MUCH................
BIRTHS There is a moment, When one becomes two, Sometimes even more, A woman a mother, A lump a child(ren), To witness this miracle, Is profound indeed, Now, hospital sterile, Yesterdays different, Alone or with help, The woman breeched, Crying infant, or cold death, All in all, one must witness, Birth to begin to understand, Bond of mother and child, My hands the first to touch, Three wee little souls, Before their first breath, Terrifying each event, Relieved was I, happy mother, The babes... Sign in to see full entry.