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Morning Light After working with one woman during her labor and birth I wrote this poem:This was a new nursing role, A change in jobs Moving from a hospital unit To assist birth at home. Labor pains came gently Through the night. A skylight streamed morning light As she labored in a rocking chair. Her labor intensified. She walked, groaned, clutched my arm. Glad for my presence and Words of encouragement. I supported her work, Noticing her intuitive movements. I assisted her position changes And massaged her back. She knelt down and asked me to pray. In the hospital we offered an epidural Or a syringe of narcotic. She asked me to pray. I prayed as she moaned And released her body to waves of pain and pressure. Her cries filled the air. Her body pushed. The doctor placed a supportive hand On the emerging baby girl. And lifted her to welcome arms. The baby nuzzled her mother's breast. I recorded the time of birth And offered orange juice. Morning light evolved to afternoon glow. I marvelled at God's design. |
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