Not Ready (with Photo)
By CloudRaven
It's time, but I'm not ready. It's time as the monitors beeped and the IV dripped. It's time as the wheeled me into the OR, but I'm not ready I whisper as I drift into sleep Pain awakes me as I hold the pictures in my hand two Polaroid pictures of two tiny infants. They weren't ready I whisper as I first see them. Machines breath for them and wires come from every part of there miniature bodies. I love you I whisper, as love overwhelms me, I am a Mother.was a challenge poem dedicated to my sweet Sarina and Elizabeth Written February 14th, 2002 © on Feb 14 2002 01:01 AM PST 0 • 1
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"It's time, but I'm not ready. ..."