Seeing you at the mercy of pain,
Yet still fighting nothing in vane.
A power comes forth, older than time.
Instinctive strength, performing as designed.
In complete awe, I finally understand,
The strength of a woman, lies not in her hands.
It is in every fibre, of her soul and being,
She is already equipped, for this miracle I am seeing.
Life writhes in her womb, our daughter fights too.
Never in my life, have I been so in love with you.
- Author: G (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: July 12th, 2018 20:01
- Comment from author about the poem: I am quite literally sat in the delivery suite, at 2am uk time. My wife is managing to get some rest and I expect from as early as 04:30am the final stages of labour will begin for our first child and daughter to be born. I like to think I’ve experienced a lot for my age (34) good and bad, but never have a witnessed the true strength of a woman until today. No practice no guidance no Instruction just pure instinctive raw strength to get through what I can only imagine is the most painful feeling in earth I am well and truly in complete awe and have a new found respect for my wife and women as a whole.
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