Comfortable, oh yes comfortable <br />but how to explain <br />the other things <br /> <br />the warnings <br />that there were to be <br />others like and not like me <br />that I was not the only one; <br />even if I would be the light <br />of all their hopes, they who <br />will lean over me with <br />my light on their eyes <br />and strange human sounds <br /> <br />and there were promises to be made with <br />the warnings: that <br />I’d forget all this <br />and would have to, must <br />remember with such help <br />as I might have; so <br />three solemn promises, <br />to try to remember <br />where I come from, <br />which I need to return to, <br />and also why; for there may be <br />little help in this from them <br /> <br />strange, that all this <br />which is born into me <br />and which my first smile <br />tells those who will lean over me, <br />how could I forget <br />all this? No wonder <br />some turn back; <br />it’s braver, more courageous, <br />more loving, more adventurous, <br />than any of you remember, <br />to be born <br /> <br />so wish me luck of it<br /><br />Michael Shepherd<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/0009-before-birth-those-who-will-lean-over-me/
