Birthing Day
My friend said, “Happy Birthing Day!”
I couldn’t help but grin
Because this marks the date in which
My son’s life did begin.
Some memories leap out at me –
I know just what I wore
And the way I woke my brother
As we headed out the door.
He had come to visit, hoping
He’d be there to celebrate
The arrival of his nephew
And he’d not have long to wait.
But before we left, I tapped him
Saying we did not have long.
We were headed to the hospital.
He yelled, “Oh no, what’s wrong?”
“I’m just going to have a baby!”
Then we laughed, for as he woke
He’d entirely forgotten;
It became a family joke.
Hours later we would welcome
To this world our baby boy
Who has, through the years and counting,
Brought a lifetime filled with joy.
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