Witnessing the Miracle of Birth

I
stared as
she lay on
her side struggling
to accomplish what nature demanded.
I was seven--wide-eyed and curious.
She was straining.
Then out came
a small
wet
glob--
and four
more! Mama
Kitty cleaned her
babies lovingly. What a happy day!


May 2, 2018, entered in Craig Cornish's Emotions That Rock You Contest
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La France Avatar
October 30, 2017 at 9:48 AM
Janice, congratulations on your win in my contest with this glimpse of birth and life, wonderful, I watched the same scene a few times in my life and it never fails to be beautiful !
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October 30, 2017 at 10:39 AM
Thank you so much, Constance! Such scenes DO stay with us. Thanks for sponsoring. Janice
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October 29, 2017 at 6:57 PM
I love the imagery in your poem about such a life-giving event, Janice. Congratulations on your win.
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October 29, 2017 at 7:10 PM
Thank you so much, Sandra! Janice
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October 24, 2017 at 8:03 PM
Such a cute wonderful memory Janice!~Good luck in the contest!~Che :)
Canerdy Avatar
October 24, 2017 at 8:39 PM
Thanks so much, Che. Janice
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October 23, 2017 at 9:35 AM
Wonderful pen! My best to you for the contest :) xomo!
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October 23, 2017 at 11:45 AM
It's funny what we remember, those most impacting moments, this miracle of life and display of mothering no doubt left an indelible impression, it would certainly have had on me. I'm so glad you shared it.
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October 23, 2017 at 9:51 AM
Thanks so much, Maureen! I'm 65 and still remember this clearly. Like many others back then, we had an outdoor toilet. Mama Kitty chose to give birth in there! Janice
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October 23, 2017 at 9:51 AM
Thanks so much, Maureen! I'm 65 and still remember this clearly. Like many others back then, we had an outdoor toilet. Mama Kitty chose to give birth in there! Janice
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