The Passage of Time ( Birth)

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Non-Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
Reflection on my birth.

Submitted: September 14, 2012

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Submitted: September 14, 2012



The Passage of Time ( Birth)


Winds shift like the beating of my tiny heart.

I lay in my isolette, anticipating my humble existence to commence.

Needles and tubes puncture my skin:

However I squirm and show signs of vitality,  determined to win.


My loved ones whoosh about as their pray and hurry.

But in my infantile memory, I know not to worry.


On my chest, there is emnlazoned an imagless tattoo of survival; two lines intersecting to become one as I did upon my earthly arrival.

My preemie recollection knows the path that is being created for me; yet as with any newborn there is bound to be triumph entwined with uncertainty.

I know I was not placed here for random reason or rhyme, but all will be revealed with the passage of time.

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