Poem -

The Touch

The room was plain and quiet
No emotion , no its a boy balloons or cards of congratulation
Just a real child asleep,Β alive, beautiful, alone even though his parents were close
Dad, a boy himselfΒ incomplete, mean but not without promise, no never without promise
Mum, quiet still, not radiant, not sulking, not anything
A victim of those who denied her the right to feel the wonder of motherhood
But for a second she allowed herself to feel , she reached out her hand and dared to feel
And there it was a brief touch a caress almost, her curled finger touched her baby's face
They saw it the man and the woman who went unheardΒ but who knew how to loveΒ 
And they loved the child, and it gave them hope
The touch gave them hope
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