Emerge from the water
Droplets spraying
Sun shining
Brush off the water and worries
Expel the medical world
Fresh Start
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Emerge from the water
Droplets spraying
Sun shining
Brush off the water and worries
Expel the medical world
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Will I get to see my precious son alive?
Am I preparing for his first hello?
Or bracing for his final goodbye?
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To Luke
You were too young to understand
The world into which you were thrust
You were used to holding Mummy’s hand
And having her full attention
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3 days old
Monitors beeping
A rude intrusion
The backdrop to a cacophony of stimuli
Wires running
Ulraviolet light spilling
Syringes filling
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Is he dead or is he alive?
Will he make it through the night?
Listening, straining
Soft puffs of air breathing
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Sweat gleaming, glistening
Panting
Bending over
Struggling for breath