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Pause for thought

By Mark Johnson

He came into your life too early
He scared you all and caused you pain
But the heavens smiled upon you both
And he fought with you to remain
You knew that it would be a struggle
For him to live, was hard to fight
But inside you and deep inside him
You both knew there was a light
People came and people went
But you, of course, remained with him
His battle to stay on this earth
Was one you knew he'd win
And now he's grown up and with you
He brings you love and so much joy
The courage, fight and fortitude
That gave you such a lovely boy!!

As I Love You Through The Glass
By Elena Murphy

As I love you through the glass
a tiny hand sweeps across the blanket
reaching out to me.
You lie there in the stillness
of your slumber clinging to life;
I reach inside to touch you
and you stir slightly;
I feel a tiny breath like a feather
caress my fingers
as I love you through the glass.
One eye opens
easily staring into mine;
Can you see me?
Can you feel my presence
as I love you through the glass.
I ache to hold you;
I await the moment
when you peacefully rest in my loving arms.
A silent tear rolls down my face;
I slowly turn to walk away
only to glance back one more time
as I love you through the glass.


Neonatal Intensive Care Unit
by Trish Smith

People world wide read the pages of preemie
babies...But they have no idea what *it* is like...

They feel sorry for us,
They get encouraged by us,
They cheer for us!!!

A lot of mother's come out of the NICU feeling *stronger* .. Well 2 years down the track------I don't.

I still feel the pain of leaving my baby,
Of knowing that nobody cares as much
as mummy no matter how much they try.

I still feel the pain of knowing that when i left,
*MY* baby went through procedures
that I saw other babies go through.

I know that my baby had needles upon needles,
test upon test (for the better) and I was not there.

I know that my baby was where he was meant to be....but my arm's were empty.

My heart broke every time i went in...left
...was asleep...was driving there...

Is he still alive?????
Is he crying?????
Can I touch him today?????
How many more brusies will i see?????
Will he ever be mine?????????


One Day At A Time
By Sharon Fraser

Just another check up, just another scan,
tomorrow you're having your babies....
that's not part of the plan!

Robbed of your last trimester, no more time inside,
your stomach is flat, your plans, your dreams swept
under the mat.

Your babies are taken to recieve the best care,
but you ask yourself, is this really fair?

What's going to happen? Are they going to grow?
No wonder the tears start to flow.

One day you're up, next you're down,
caught on a rollar coaster on the wrong side of town.

Another event, another chin lift,
sitting on your lazyboy, into a dream you drift.

Why me? If only? What's the use?
Your mind, your spirit totally let loose.

Each day you get stronger and learn to cope
and most importantly you never give up hope!

As one day you will walk out with your babies in your arms, free of the wires, monitors and all the alarms.


Soft as the voice of an Angel,
Breathing a lesson unheard,
Hope with a gentle persuasion
Whispers her comforting word:
Wait till the darkness is over,
Wait till the tempest is done,
Hope for the sunshine tomorrow,
After the shower is gone.


A Gift From God
By Dianne Whitman

At first glance
you were so small
I hardy saw a baby at all,
with tubes and wires
a frightening sight
but you were in for a
big fight.

Not even two pounds
just skin and bones,
Your body so small
with problems so big,
but you fought hard
and continued to grow.

So many fears
So many tears

Precious child you are
home today
I love you dear,
more than words can say.
A miracle baby
A gift from God.
You showed the world
You showed us all.