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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required On January’s bright and sunny afternoon, A son was born beneath a golden sun. But in my heart, as a mother I knew, Something hidden, not yet true. Through months of change, my thoughts would race, I studied, I questioned, I set my pace. Cardiac systems, blood and flow, My mind, a labyrinth, seeking to know. My gut, my instinct, soft yet loud, A feeling wrapped in a proverbial shroud. I prayed and hoped for all to be well, But deep inside, a fear did swell. And when he came, my little son, I felt the battle begun. The bluish tint upon his face, A shrill cry, a distressed embrace. When I first bathed him, my hands shook, Tears streamed down my face, That awful sound, No one took to heart, His cry, a mournful song, A cry that lingered far too long. Inconsolable, my baby wept, Through sleepless nights, my vigil kept. His tiny body, burning hot, My mother’s heart, I knew the plot. He would not feed, he turned away. My worry grew each day. No one saw what I could feel, My instincts told me this was real. I told the doctor, “Check him now” I don’t know what’s wrong, just tell me somehow. And when they looked, they saw the truth, My fears confirmed, my heart uncouth. It was his heart, that tiny beat, A life in peril, incomplete. Four days later, surgeons came, To fix his heart, to ease his pain. Through it all, my love stood tall, My intuition, through it all A mother’s heart, the truest guide, A love that never turns aside. For on that day, my son was saved, By my love, the path I paved. My instinct led through fear and doubt, A mother’s voice that never clout. In the end, through all the tears, My intuition wiped away my fears. And in my arms, my son I knew, Alife reborn, with skies so blue.
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