Twas wee hours of the morning,
'course she'd come early
she's always been a morning person
yet I never was
so we ushered the morning
in throes of pain and tears
shouts and crying
some of joy, some fear
But as she breathed her first
I found love
and as little hands lay on my chest
I thought,
maybe this morning wasn't so bad
Aug 15, 2022
Aug 15, 2022 at 4:27 PM UTC
Twas wee hours of the morning,
'course she'd come early
she's always been a morning person
yet I never was
so we ushered the morning
in throes of pain and tears
shouts and crying
some of joy, some fear
But as she breathed her first
I found love
and as little hands lay on my chest
I thought,
maybe this morning wasn't so bad