New Baby
26 Aug 2011 Leave a Comment
in Family, Penny Luker, Poems Tags: Family, Penny Luker, poetry
The tension is rising.
The new baby’s nearly due.
Everybody’s waiting,
but he doesn’t come on cue.
He should be heading downwards
but he’s standing on his feet.
The nurses try to turn him
but their work is incomplete.
A caesarean operation
brings the baby safely here.
Mother’s doing well.
Relief grins from ear to ear.
The new baby is a beauty.
We all coo and start to fuss,
but God bless him as he yawns
and turns away from us.
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