My Lovely Children All Grown Now
My Lovely Children – All Grown Now
It was one cold snowy morning, that dawn of 1970,
I awoke to many strange feeling, deep inside of me.
Quietly I sat, at my bedside in an eerie calm,
Not sure of what to expect, not sounding the alarm.
It took only an hour, the ride, registration and prep,
The next thing I remember, a face I’ll never forget!
A few years later, a similar repeat, it’s now 1973,
No calm this time, this little one, was anxious to be free.
Because of my previous history, they kept me overnight,
As fate would have it, things calmed down, no baby in sight.
Early the next morning, something woke up inside of me,
Within minute’s aides all about, tending to my new baby.
Third times a charm, as some would say, it’s now 1977,
I worked up to the very last day, then excitement at eleven.
No time to waste, we must make haste, phone call to the sitter,
Fifteen minute drive seemed liked and hour, hurry this one’s a kicker.
Upon arrival, I was immediately prepped, an led to the labor room,
In the blink of an eye, button pressed for the nurse, the rest you can assume.
My Lovely Children, all grown up now, we all fit just like a glove
God’s best was given to me through grace and the mysteries of love!
Written © 2/19/16
Copyright © Sarita Milliner | Year Posted 2016
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