Below is the poem entitled My First which was written by poet
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She handed the stick to me in silence.
A red plus symbol faded on its end.
“What does this mean?” I said in shock.
“We’re going to have a baby!” She beamed.
The hidden magic of your conception,
washed over me in pride.
You would be the true linkage of unrelated people.
The beginning of the pinnacle of my creation.
I longed to hold you.
On a small screen in a sterile office,
I first saw you in black and white,
Playing in the darkness.
The sound of your heart beating intensely,
Brought us yet closer.
I watched you grow and felt your flutters,
Kicking and twisting within.
I was given the honor of selecting your name.
But I longed to hold you.
Interruption of my sleep,
Came on a warm night in August.
You chose an early exit from your confinement.
A midnight drive I orchestrated to a solemn hospital.
With my reeling body seated in a corner,
After many hours and countless contractions,
You split the morning with a feeble cry.
Through my exhaustion I could not look away.
I oversaw every detail of your first hour .
And I was the first to hold you in Love’s eternal embrace.