Midwife
Here I come baby
Through the morning sun
To coax you,
Tickle you, guide you
From your womb-world.
How many times is it now?
Your soul in transit,
And I
The tour guide,
Am blessed to meet you
As you cross
Into waiting arms.
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Of maidens, mothers, and crones; a life in poetry, unfinished 
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