But for
snaking, pulsating conduits
fluid providing, fluid removing
synthetic arteries, those life saving imperative connections
neccessarily invading your encasement
you would not have been
the beautiful, frail dwarfed miracle that you are
on this, your first day home.
I cannot thank all of you enough for your encouraging comments and likings of this poem. I am ever so grateful.
LEON STOLGARD
Thu 11th May 2023 16:13
And the miracles go on and on-lovely piece Grace
LS
Thank you Grace.
A lovely poem on such fragile beauty.
Such wonders of the scientific world are indeed a blessing.
💓
Three of our eight grandchildren were very premature. A poignant piece indeed Grace
This is so beautiful. My first grandson was born at 25 weeks gestation and after three months in hospital we were able to bring him home. This poem brought a whole flood of memories. 💕
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Clare
Fri 12th May 2023 18:28
It is us that are grateful for your beautiful words. 💕