Daily post · Poem

New Soul 

Pacing up and down ,

Trying to sit and lie down 

Trying to sleep in peace 

All in vain,but . 

Driving in wee hours 

All alone this time ,

Crying with pain in the labour room

The clock ticking in the slowest pace 

Pushing with all effort , 

She smiled at the cue of a cry 

Wrapping her baby to her chest 

All she saw was a miniature husband 

Who lost his life to a gun shot. 

With love and innocence radiating 

A new soul to this earth

Tears trickled her cheeks 

Of Joy ?

Of Sorrow ?
This is about a mother who gave birth to her baby after her husband’s death.In response to daily post prompt radiate. Radiate


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