I am born
52Age Zero
I dedicate this poem to all those babies I helped to bring into this world and who are now fine young men and women
I was safe and secure
In a world of my own
Then the bubble burst
I was covered
In a sticky fluid
I fought to save my life
Then I saw a light
At the end of the tunnel
And I swam towards it
I could just barely
push my head through
the mouth of the tunnel
Then a little help
from gentle hands
And I was free
I was born....






