The Band Starts to Play
By Shannon Moose
I pee on a stick
The clock starts to tick
My world is flipped
But the band starts to play
New life made of clay
Loud cheers and, hooray!
To the strength I'll display
Unsteady and uncertain
Uneasy and unclear
Nine months, maybe ten
Try to hide all the fears
Of failure and the tears
But the band plays louder
What strength, what courage
"A hero! We couldn't be prouder!"
Words to encourage
What to expect
When you're expecting
Does no justice to
The reality
Passive glances
Broken water
Just a vessel
Time to meet my daughter
A time meant to be so special
The day has come
The deed is done
The pain, tiresome
A babe rests on my bosom
The band exits.
Silence.
Alone.
Whimpering and cold
Picking up the pieces left of me.
Stay strong for the little one.
I'm not okay.
Lie on the doctor survey.
No one sees me anyway.
I'm not okay.
Burdens heavily weigh
New roles to play
An identity lost.
I'm not okay.
No one hears me anyway.
Silence.
Stay strong.
For the little one.
Put on a smile.
Only lasts a while.
Alone in exile.
Then. You smile.
Big and Full.
A smile, I return.
Stay strong.
For the little one.
About the Creator
Shannon Moose
Cat enthusiast. Horror connoisseur. Stay-at-home mom. Amateur-Aspiring writer.
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It's always refreshing to cross paths with a momma who knows the struggle. Thank you for sharing!
So beautiful. All the love, doubt, and joy mixed in with the special moment when you become a parent. Thank you for sharing :)
Excellent. This spoke to me. I can hear my friends who have gone through pregnancy state this exact tale in their own words. Your poem retells the journey so sublimely. Beautiful.
Well...better than mine... ;)
Wow. Beautiful imagery.
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