Thought Of A First Time Mother. - Poem by Mai Venn
Mirror, my friend, you dare not tell a lie
As I gaze at my reflection and give a soft sigh.
My poor old tummy is no longer my own.
In the past nine months, I have gained a whole stone.
There - a kick - to make sure that I’m aware,
Some little one will very soon appear,
And there - another - just to let me know
That I have not very long more to go.
The time is right now and I must rush,
Oh, Dear God, Dear God, I’m ready to push.
Hush! What is that sound I do hear?
Oh Sweet Jesus, You have answered my prayer!
A baby, as beautiful as an angels smile.
In brwildement, I hold you in my arms for a while.
One little hand that holds my finger
And how I marvel. Contentedly, I linger…
How little did I know back then
That I was to become the proud mother of ten.
Each infant gave me as much joy
And it made no differ either a girl or boy.
I often think of the very first time
And that is why I composed this rhyme.
For all you mothers preparing to give birth.
It is the most wonderful of miracles on this earth
By Mai Venn.
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