Call of First Baby
They came to me in the night hours,
Still spent from labouring,
They stirred my slumber
And placed into my arms the reason for it all
Supported by soft pillows
Surrounded by clean crisp cotton
There I held our son
He needs to suckle they said
My flesh answered the call of first baby
And produced first milk
They drew curtains
Smiled knowing smiles
Here was mother and child bonding
Together in an island of light
Surrounded by a night-time sea
I drew life from him
As he drew life from me
I still do
He grew
35 years strong
Today his birthday
And I thank God
For a man-son dependable, loyal, wise
Responsible for all he is called to
He is a Goodman
He is a God-man
The Almighty knows him well
I feel so safe in his company
We’ve learned much together
Much he has taught me
I watch him with his own sons
Kind, gentle, strength
With his wife, loving togetherness and teamwork
I am weaker now
His father is too
But in this I see the cycle of life
I see the plan of God in us all
Words © Denise Stanford
Photograph1 © Denise Stanford
Other Photographs © M&J Stanford
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