Gideon Foli Poet Quatrain

Labour Room

I feel a baby leaping and
Moving slowly in the inside of me 
My womb the place of incubation 
For a new life's glorious visitation 

The felicity is gradually building up 
My baby will soon cross the rump
For I've waited patiently 
In dismay but valiantly 

I am going through pain 
As my body structure metamorphosis 
I'm pushing a spiritual trigger 
And my belly is growing bigger 

In my labour room I'll see God 
I'll  welcome him with a song 
A never ending song so long 
Through the paths of the red rose thorn

So I'm really going to have my baby 
In my ninth month of pregnancy 
The Physician said it will be a bouncing boy 
And now oh God I can't hide my joy 

Shall a man  create a man ? 
And shall a man bring forth a child? 
Shall God bring His Children to the Labour Room 
And not give power to bring forth from the womb? 

I'm in my Labour Room Month 
A miracle baby is about to be born 
Oh how glorious! How wonderful! 
How amazing! How blissful!!

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Paul Callus April 22, 2020 at 12:08 PM I am sure only a mother-to-be could express such lovely sentiments, my friend. What a different situation from others who are in a hospital not to give birth, but to abort one! ~ Warm regards // paul