Beautiful Poem For Premature Babies And Their Families

Beautiful Poem For Premature Babies And Their Families

Time stands still, the day has arrived

A baby born early, has he survived?

Emotions are torn, what should I do?

Lost in a world that’s so new to you.

The baby is rushed into NICU care

Mum on a table, it doesn’t seem fair

A mother and baby, two floors apart

Separated by distance, connected by heart

You stand on the outside as the scene flashes by

The team go to work, don’t let him die

Tubes and machines keep him alive

You pray for a miracle, let him survive.

The doctors they tell you, prepare for the worst

Your world tears apart your dreams are immersed

He is far too small, he has a battle ahead

You search for some hope in the eyes of the Ped.

The day turns to night and the team goes away

A doctor and nurse are the only to stay

The clock goes so slowly yet the hours still pass

Your try to reach out to that face behind the glass

Your life is the monitor you watch every beat

You watch every breath; you don’t leave your seat

You don’t leave his side he is your blood and your life

You would give your left arm and so would your wife.

A father’s pain is hard yet it only seems token

Compared to a Mum who lays battered and broken

Her dream has been robbed and so has her joy

Her only life’s wish is to hold her new boy.

As night starts to deepen you start to reflect

You start to question what to expect

You try to reason you try to make sense

You feel joy yet your pain is intense

The longest night in history draws to a close

The day that stood still, the day where time froze

The smallest human you have ever seen

So tough, so hard, courage unseen.

Hours become days and days become weeks

Weeks become months, with falls and peaks

The road is long the journey is hard

The climb is tough your mind is scarred.

But your family and friends are there, you’re not alone

You soldier on regardless as NICU becomes your home

Those brilliant doctors and staff are there on your ride

With those Angels of MERCY there at your side

How can one so little be so tough and brave

And defy all the odds that once looked so grave

A heart the size of the MCG in a body built so small

He took on every challenge and answered every call

Sometimes when he is sleeping, I sit there at his side

And appreciate every second and watch him with such pride

Our boy came home, his battle was hard, the lucky we were among

Some Angels stay there forever, forever they are young.

💙💙

(Written by a preemie Dad Sean Simpson- 2007)