My Boy

December 4, 2008
Running down the hall
Heart beating fast in my chest,
Turn the corner and almost fall
I’m more nervous than any test,

I run into the room
Doctors yelling push,
They say it’s going to be soon
I take her hand and it begins to crush,

Nurses wipe sweat from her face
We have the best doctor named Troy,
She screams as if sprayed with mace
Then there he is my new born baby boy.

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