A Cry Still Heard
May18th 2008,my daughters` labour was started
sat by her bedside,our hands they were not parted
sharing her every breath,every pain
holding back to refrain.
The tears that could easily flow
needed strenghth for me to show
i was with her all the way
`cos in the end,it will pay.
Around 5 am,things came to a head
Hannah,gripping my hand,also the bed
i panicked and rang the emergency bell
nurses flew in " o what the hell"
In a panic i had mistakenly pressed the wrong one
we can all laugh, now that it`s all gone.
However, Hannah gave birth to Ashton, a healthy boy
as you can guess, he is my little pride and joy.
" A SHEER PLEASURE TO HEAR ASHTON CRY "
Copyright © Paul Beadnall | Year Posted 2011
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