Labor pain is the first in the
histories--
That has a sweet flavor through
miseries!
There’d be rainbows of many
colors
Amidst the fieriest soreness
under labor?
Labor pain is a beautiful pain-
Only to follow again and again!
For it gives a break to evoke
into past moments
For how fabulous was it? A
thought of a baby!
Awe! Awe..! Awe..! Repeats in the
next room,
While panicking in dismay
awaiting the boom!
I swear it to be the last of a
try-
Unknown the fact we’d crave
another baby’s cry!
Aweeee….!! Follows another strike
“where’s my baby?” yelling at the nurse
Who still is so calm and bright?
Whilst I, in a terrible curse!
So, it’s the labor pain,
That weighs the highest gain-
For it fetches we, a ransom of a
birth,
A baby! The generation to follow thee existence!
It’s the pain all mamas akin to
endure-
For it’s perceived for “after the pain!” so will it cure
all soreness, a kiss to that
delicate pearl-
A life the takes an amazing turn!
Written by: Parbati Rai , BPC
Compiled by: Me
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