Monday, 25 May 2020

BABY MINE

Poor baby.
The great struggle for existence
Wrapping a tiny hand around my finger
Don't. Let. Me. Go.
Pale yellow jaundiced skin
The nurse takes him away
Put him in a machine until he's better
The hospital band is on my wrist
I am here with you baby
Mommy isn't going anywhere

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