You
You lied there that night,
the pain you felt was so hard for me,
but a brave face was all you made
I was there, useless as always.
Your hand in mine, I felt so helpless.
I could feel your fear as the time wore on,
the doctor not helping at all.
Hours passed and the pain grew
but I was with you, not knowing what to do.
I could see you questioning yourself.
As if you felt unworthy.
I knew better, you were so strong,
but I wasn't.
Fifteen hours later
I could take no more
as the fear in you grew
and the doctor reached for you.
Can't you see somethings wrong!
They made me leave and took you.
I was so scared but you never knew.
I sat waiting for an eternity,
then out of the blue,
I heard a voice speaking to me.
The doctor came from the operating room.
He had something in his hand
as he walked slowly toward me
with concern on his face
I stood, numb, and looked in the dish he held.
He said the cord was rapped around her shoulder
and this, as he glanced at the dish,
is what caused the pain, but you were OK.
I felt weak as I listened to what he had to say.
but, you were OK was all I heard.
The nurse soon came, "It's a girl," she said
as I looked through the plastic case.
So, perfect and beautiful
she lay there calm serene,
perfect purple fingers and bright red hair.
She was you and my eyes filled as I looked at her,
at you, my beautiful
Babe.
12/23/15
Copyright © James Inman | Year Posted 2015
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment