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The waiting hours

(My cousin just recently had a baby and the inspiration for this poem came as I thought about the hours we wait until that moment when a new creature is born into the world)

                                   
                         The Anxiety is as high as towers,
                   Outside the room sit a banquet of flowers.
                              Patience is running thin,
                              For all of the waiting kin.
                                   Some are talking,
                                   A few are walking.
                      Its certain that all of them are praying 
               Not much longer now is what they are saying
                                 Fears of the past,
                               take a familiar cast.
        Putting those thoughts in the back of each loved one mind,
                             They all wait the time.
             They all know that the two lives are in God's care,
     The joy fills the halls as a little baby girls cries comes through the air
                                                                            
 

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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Date: 5/14/2015 4:09:00 PM
what a wonderful little poem about the start of life. A slice of life kind of poem. I like it a lot.
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Date: 5/14/2015 11:48:00 AM
You give the reader a nice picture of a joyous time in your family's life! Thank you for your support! Peace & Love Matthew Anish
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Ettie Christian-Bowling
Date: 5/14/2015 11:50:00 AM
Awe thx it was a joyous time....No thank you for yours:)-Love Ettie