This poem is written and posted in honor of my cousin Melissa, her husband Tim, and the baby boy who came into the world just before noon on Thursday.
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Sometimes,
after a long, hard night,
three births take place
simultaneously.
Mother.
Father.
Baby.
Each new life is fragile,
already exhausted
from the work of being born,
the casting out
of every familiar womb.
Each new life is born strong,
woven with the thick thread
of miracle
as stunning as one body grown inside another,
fierce and resilient as love.
*****
Welcome to the world, all three of you.
Long Days and Short Years 
March 30, 2013 at 7:04 pm
You have made us cry! What a beautiful poem. Thank you !
April 6, 2013 at 8:46 pm
Beautiful! Publish this!!