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Preemie aka Mothers Touch

Her baby cried,	1
born early and unfinished,	2
not ready to be thrust	3
into oxygen and light,	4
with gossamer lungs	5
and skin too new and blue to touch.	6

The doctor’s hands,	7
the length of her small body,	8
cradled cranium the size of a tennis ball	9
and her feet, the length of Daddy’s fingernail,	10
dusky and soft and perfect,	11
tucked in as close to her	12
chest as they could be.	13

Cries as soft as willow tears	14
billowing her fragile lungs	15
and her comfort was not found	16
until they laid her in her mother’s arms.	17

The room grew still and silent;	18
the baby’s eyes found hers,	19
a tiny pinking finger held on tight.	20
One sigh escaped those perfect lips	21
and mother touched, with fingertips,	22
the skin of silk and roses	23
of her child.	24

27 May 05

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nice
— unknown

A very sweet moment I was not expecting by the title, but a very lovely poem.
— Cloudless

it´s so nice and sweet!!
— unknown

very sweet.
— patrice

Pretty and tender poem about mother to child relationship and that first touch. Very nice! I was a preemie at 5'5" about 57 years ago. Now I weigh about 220 lbs. more! But my Mom still loves me. It's a special bond!
— wamblicante

My son was born premmie, and they took him from me straight away to intensive care. I didn't get to feel that first mother/child touch until three weeks later! He was covered by tubes and drips and monitors etc, but it was the BEST feeling I have ever had, to finally TOUCH my baby, skin on skin, and I will never forget it. This poem spoke in volumes to me. You express yourself beautifully.
— marionette

this is a beautiful poem, and captures the moment perfectly.
— inutile

what? You were 5 feet, five inches at birth?
— unknown

This is wonderful... I can't believe I never saw this one before.
— aforbing

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