Not one bit

by nourayasmine   May 5, 2020

The anguished woman
pushed and

pushed, and

breathed, for two hours.
Her husband held
her hand, kissed
her forehead, pushed and

pushed and

breathed with her,
for two hours.

For two hours,
he cried,
she cried,
but the baby didn't

after all.


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  • 1 week ago

    by IzL

    So sad! Well written though

  • 1 week ago

    by Brenda

    A well deserved front page poem. I was gutted from how this poem ended. My heart went out to this couple.

  • 2 weeks ago

    by Maple Tree


  • 2 weeks ago

    by Brenda

    oh jeez, how sad. ..

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