Thursday, 17 November 2016

World Prematurity Day 2016

Little babies, born too soon,
Cared for, in a glowing room.
Tiny fingers and tiny feet,
Cuddles, when finally we get to meet.

Nurses care for and ensure your survival,
While empty homes await your arrival.
Parents cry to leave your side,
As they endure this unexpected ride.

But slowly, you grow, and progress is made,
This place where you are, is not where you'll stay.
Little babies, born too soon,
Growing, in a perspex womb.

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