I feel the child growing inside,
My figure I can no longer hide.
My clothes are too tight,
My back aches day and night.
The months have passed by,
I wait in anticipation and cry.
The day finally is here,
I scream out and cheer.
I go to the hospital,
I go through the wait.
I push, and I pant,
I scream out I just can’t.
The time is mid morn,
The baby is born.
I look at my baby and see if she is alright,
I thank the lord for blessing me right.
-By Susan Murray, Mount Vernon, NY