Birthday Girl

8:00 a.m. I arrived.

They induced.

I produced.

2:18 p.m. you arrived. I slept.

 

It was cold that year –

colder than a southern norm.

Not yet October’s end

already freezing.

 

At seventeen

I wanted love.

You needed love.

Our journey began.

 

Welcome to the world

wee one.  To life

with hardships

and softness.

 

Like you.

Advertisements

4 thoughts on “Birthday Girl

Leave a Reply

Please log in using one of these methods to post your comment:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s