Caroline Poem by Carmela Patterson

Madeline's protruding girth
Indicated an impending birth

We had returned from her shower
Her firstborn was due any hour

She grew weary for the long wait
She foolishly brought on the due date

I saw her jump up and down in the middle of the floor
And was sure paramedics would take her out the door

She settled down and told me she would be alright
As I left we exchanged... 'Have a good night.'

The next morning as I was sipping my brew
The phone rang, hubby said, 'It's for you.'

Madeline's hubby called to say Caroline arrived
Her swift birth, my impetuous friend contrived.

Tony gave out cigars his chest button-popping proud
It seemed he floated higher than the highest cloud.

There was nothing in those cigars to make him giddy
All he could think of was, 'Gee, Caroline is so pretty! '