Time is quickly passing by

Six weeks old already

And still not been home,

Sometimes, it feels like

Your not our own?

The time is quickly

Passing us by,

Yet daddy still waits

To hear you cry.

Mummy finds it hard

To walk away,

When I have to leave

At the end of each day.

The wires, the incubator,

The tube up your nose,

They make it so hard

For us to get close.

We can touch you and change you

And give you your feed,

But whilst it means so much,

It doesn’t fulfill our need

To hold you close would mean the world

Our beautiful, precious, miracle girl.

Mrs Kerry Sheridan