I stood alone... you in your cot. <br /> I rode the stars...you felt it not. <br /> Your mind unable to comprehend, <br /> Oblivious of my presence there. <br /> By uncoordinated reflexes <br /> Your tiny arms stirred up the air. <br /> <br /> Lying there, how could you feel <br /> What I felt, three feet away? <br /> I ached to hold you in my hand. <br /> I couldn't .... a glass pane barred my way. <br /> <br /> Events transcend our sense of space, <br /> The miracle of yesterday. <br /> Experience your child's birth! <br /> Another time...another place. <br /> So close ...and yet so far away. <br /> This paradox of life on Earth.<br /><br />Harry Haigh<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/first-born-5/
