The first of September by Collen Molahlehi

Collen Molahlehi | August 28th, 2023 | poetry | No Comments

Poem

On the first of September, her water broke,
Excited shivers never settled when the news broke
I held my bated breath when she tightly squeezed
The life out of my hand and into you
The wait was over, the wait was over …

A mountain deflated with every breath she took
I could feel the weight of the world you were about to walk in
Fight for a place to settle on these shoulders
As my timer crushed against every rib I caged,
I could feel you near with every scream her lungs exhaled
The wait was over, the wait was over …

You never cried when the doctor held you in his arms
But I know you fought to see this world through your eyes
On the first of September, I held you for the first time in my arms
Curly hair and sealed lids, you slept peacefully in my arms.

Poet Bio

He is an artist, published poet and a published short story writer.

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