Joyful Baby Girl

 

I remember,

How joyful it was

To know that you were inside of me.

I remember,

How cheerful I was

To have nurtured you for 8 months inside.

I remember,

How dreadful it was

To know that you were dying inside.

I remember,

How helpless I was

To realise that I couldn’t do anything to help you.

I remember,

How painful it was

To know that my body was getting filled with poison.

I remember

All the pain I went through,

Yet I’m happy that you’ve come back to me again.

I’ll remember

This moment when they took you out of me,

And joyfully said, “It’s a pretty baby girl.”