I gave birth last night,

And he walked away…

It was frightening.

Something just didn’t seem right,

A hug,

would have been quite nice.

Some comfort.

Congratulations!

I  thought a birth,

was a celebration!

No bouquet for a

birthday,

No balloon by a

bedside.

Hes young and he’s

scared,

I’m young

unprepared,

scrap the bumper stickers,

‘baby on board’,

don’t forget to cut the cord…

it didn’t seem right for sometime,

a baby,

a child of mine?

just wanted his families blessing,

whilst I’m sat in NHS bedding,

No bouquet for a

birthday,

and no

cake

to

celebrate,

heart ache

in the morning,

a family is waiting to draw me in.