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Holiest Treasure



Sinead O Connor sings
Through hospital radio
“Nothing compares to you”
As I wait
Air of expectancy is remarkable
As mothers dream of the moment
One by one we are wheeled
To the portal of new futures
Euphoric as no other time
Our day arrives
“Three centimetres dilated”
Most sonorous words
Ever
My son’s entrance
Into this realm
Is smooth and sublime
I hold him
Unaware
That he would transform my universe
That here was my centre
My life saver







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  • Lord Merlynn
    November 11, 2007

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    As a father, I can relate to this, although I must admit I do not know the euphoria that a mother would feel. Most Amazing piece, and very well written. Thank you.