via Daily Prompt: Lovingly


Nine months gone, labour begun

Pain and panting through gritted teeth

Pushing, urging, willing, wanting

Baby from its muscled sheath


A boy, a girl, it doesn’t matter

But let it be healthy, ready for life

Bear down now, it’s nearly here

Comforting words, from the midwife


One more push, I can see the head

Arms and shoulders make their way through

Baby’s out, crying for mummy

Wait just a second, we’ll pass him to you


A magical moment, as mum takes the child

Wrapped in a blanket, content as can be

Mother and son begin a new journey

Held to the breast, lovingly

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