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The day I was born
A son's dream by Neonewman
Mother's Day Poetry Contest contest entry

Last night I dreamt, of my birth in nineteen sixty-four
I was cold, wet and scared unlike the months before
My little lungs filled with air and I began to cry
I couldn't seem to comprehend as I was lifted high

It's a boy; the man replied as he held me upright
I struggled but was no match; I wouldn't win this fight
Then a whisper caught my ear, one I'd heard before
Sing to me as each day passed, one I did adore

Lying in her loving arms, I gazed into her face
I was overwhelmed with love; as she's my saving grace
I gently drifted off to sleep as mother sang to me
No other place in this old world, that I'd rather be

Fifty years have now slipped by; quickly it did seem
Many nights have disappeared since I had that dream
Every day I thank the lord for there will be no other
that could ever take the place of my precious mother

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Author Notes
My mother has the most beautiful soul. She is kind, loving and adores her family and friends. She is one of the most selfless women I know. She treats everyone as she has known them for years.
I love you Mom!

     

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