She Is a Mother

It begins with a sigh You don't utter a word A simple touch, then a gasp Every breath can be heard Two people together for mere satisfaction Caught up in the moment The law of attraction He'll listen intently As she'll struggle to whisper "I'm sorry, don't leave me" "Will you be my Mr." Will she endure alone Or he lead by exception Either way nine months later The result of conception A noisy room full of people Silence; you can't hear a murmur The nurses speak softly The doctor's much firmer "Hold it, hold it" she'll hear Forcing herself to breathe "You've got this, come on" "Don't let your energy leave" In an instant, it's over He glances back at the team The silence is broken By a curdling scream This feat she's accomplished Will surpass any other She is strong, she is woman Yes, she is a Mother 05/02/2021 Written for Writing Prompt -Breathe- Poetry Contest Sponsored by Constance La France