poetry critical

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Random Poem:

Preemie aka Mothers Touch

Her baby cried,
born early and unfinished,
not ready to be thrust
into oxygen and light,
with gossamer lungs
and skin too new and blue to touch.
The doctor’s hands,
the length of her small body,
cradled cranium the size of a tennis ball
and her feet, the length of Daddy’s fingernail,
dusky and soft and perfect,
tucked in as close to her
chest as they could be.
Cries as soft as willow tears
billowing her fragile lungs
and her comfort was not found
until they laid her in her mother’s arms.
The room grew still and silent;
the baby’s eyes found hers,
a tiny pinking finger held on tight.
One sigh escaped those perfect lips
and mother touched, with fingertips,
the skin of silk and roses
of her child.

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