"My Birth"

"My Birth" this poem I wrote of a son to his Mother Here is Isaiah today!

While I was blowing bubbles, you were having trouble.You were waiting for me to come out. Boy, did you want to shout! Mom, would you give me a shove, then I'll come out with my love. Oh, there's a light! The world looks so bright! I felt a warm shoulder against my head, and felt a kiss and thought that you said, "I love you Little Guy and you dropped a tear from you eye. I really love you too, with all I put you through. I'll tell you that someday but, settle for "Goo Goo, my way!

This poem I wrote for, Isaiah to his Mom, he's my nephew and his Mom is my Niece. My Niece's name is Kelly!

By Marsha Neuschwanter