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One Second Old by Kathleen Higham I am having a bad day Mystic waters flushed away A crushing, pulling sensation Exploding light comes my way. I am having a bad day My skin shivers in the cold Eyes squeezed shut, terrified And I'm only one second old. The sounds are alarmingly loud But the words seem familiar now Is it she, the one called Mother? I believe it is somehow. Remembering those restless nights To me her prayers would call Then sweetly sing a love song About He, who created all. I am having a bad day My body is sensitive to touch Firm hands grasp me tightly Oh my, it is just too much. I am having a bad day A voice whispers in my ear Warmth surrounds me once again Her voice soothes my raging fear. This grueling day is behind me She cries as the story is told A thousand kisses cover me, when I was only one second old. |
 This poem was a finalist in the March 2009 poetry contest |
Please contact Kathleen Higham at "kathleenhigham@yahoo.com" to request permission to use this poem.