When My Daughter Was Born
A poem I wrote soon after my daughter was born. I also have three sons.
Hannah
When my daughter was born
She gasped and spluttered
Like a diver
Emerging breathless.
And as her body turned
From purple to pink
She yelled in angry reproach.
But when I held her
An untidy bundle of blankets
Through which I could feel
The warmth of her little body
Then she was quiet
And looked at me
With a clear, unwavering gaze.
© 2019 Nan Hewitt
Comments
BRENDA ARLEDGE from Washington Court House on July 27, 2019:
Amazing how it comforts them, tis the human touch.
Wonderful painting with words.
Nan Hewitt (author) from Albany, Western Australia on July 23, 2019:
It's an amazing moment holding that baby in your arms.
Lorna Lamon on July 23, 2019:
This lovely poem reminded me of the birth of my own daughters. Beautifully written.
Nan Hewitt (author) from Albany, Western Australia on July 23, 2019:
Thank you.
Liz Westwood from UK on July 22, 2019:
You capture this incredible moment well in your poem.