Beginning
A thin layer
Layer of film
Like a balloon that wrap that tiny human
That tube attached on it body
Filled with everything the mother ate
Giving everything, that she had.
Carefully she held that tummy
She sang and read, stories and song
She carries it carefully fearfully
Awaiting it's arrival
She groan in pain
Holding her tummy and her husband's hand
All she could think was how beautiful her child will be
She push and breathe
She sweat on that steel cold table
With her leg open wide for the stranger
She felt a huge object ejecting
But it's so familiar so close.
She love it and forever till death bring them apart.
