Maternity Ward Poem by Joe Bisicchia

Maternity Ward



Moment is here, ever brief, ever perpetuity, as little one is placed upon bosom.
Peace will breathe in our belief. Love's swaddling will reach eternity, stand still
at first touch with nothing the world will await as much, with everything of love
the world will know as such. A miracle. Again.



Published by Vox Poetica,2018

Monday, March 11, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: baby,birth,miracle
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