Deliverance
January night
Cold moon lit sky
I barely make it
Puff, puff, puffing
The entire trip
Fully dilated and effaced
You wouldn't wait
Gray knee highs
Stayed on
Seven minutes
From door to
Delivery
We left the car parked
Emergency entrance blocked
By the time Daddy got back
Your arrival cry was being heard
In the day when no one knew for sure
The wonder of hearing
'You have a little girl'
Filled me with joy
I cried when they laid you in my arms
Fully aware of the stitches I was receiving
There was no time for numbing
You came so quickly
But the beauty of your face
Will always be what I remember
And again I find tears in my eyes
Just thinking of your birth
Fast forward
2006
As though sand has slipped through my fingers
Many January nights have passed
I watch and wait again
This time
Not for birth
This time
Not for joy
Again there are tears
And no chance to be numbed
I feel the pain of each stitch
This time
Pushed through skin so tender
Marked; black
Tracks of death
Form in every vein
Your father gone
I, alone
Prepare myself
Utter a paltry prayer
This time
All I seek for you
Is deliverance
Poetry by BlueyedSoul
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Written on 2006-09-17 at 05:25
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