BIRTH

A mother to be lies on her bed

Legs outstretched

her mind perplexed

The midwife says, “it’s time to push

Easy now please don't rush”

Deep breaths love you’re nearly there

As mother  sucks on gas and air

Panting now as head starts to crown

Doctors rush and start to frown

Cord wrapped round the babies neck

He’s not going to make it, what to do next

Cord tied off clamped ready to cut

Scissors sharp but not too much blood

Oxygen placed on his tiny face

Time is of the essence no time to waste

Stethoscope placed to listen for his beat

Heart beat found sighs all around

Wrapped in a towel still covered in blood

Passed back to mum

who cuddles as she should

Life is beautiful

 this  mother an amazing vessel.

This is a polite ask, if you have took the tome to read this poem please be kind and leave a review. thanks jeff