Time stands still Dad Sean Simpson- 2007 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.
Posted on: Sun, 21 Jul 2013 13:37:59 +0000
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