Welcomed Responsibility

And so he sits, awaiting his turn His face settling in his open hands His heart steady but ready to ignite As anxiety overtakes his emotions Noise surrounds, yet silence fills His void of consciousness within For his name to be called, his time Is what keeps him from passing out He couldn’t be there, told to leave Matter of fact, escorted to the door So now he waits for his name called His life will then be forever changed For if it’s a boy, oh the games they’d play Or a girl, the admiration he’d bestow But in his heart, he holds them now Awaiting the news of the arrival Mister…