I awake with a feverish pull
And my guts tell me what I must do.
I pace and I breathe, slow and full -
Working to open the world to you.
I swell and I shrink through and through
As your father massages the dull
Ache in my back till it feels black and blue
Now harder and closer together they cull
The midwife assures me that it’s almost through.
I focus and charge like a bull,
Working to open the world to you.
(c) Tasha Chinnock 2008