© Neil Hayes and neilhayeswrites
Gleaming, wet pavements
Still the early stages
Temperatures drop
A change of form
No longer liquid
Happening so fast
No time to react…
Now, looking at the sky
Birds are singing
Stars are appearing
Oh, my head
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© Neil Hayes and neilhayeswriter
Senses overload
Reading the words, smelling the paper
Memories triggered
Childhood mealtimes
Smiling, relaxed, content
Sounds, smells, colours of the kitchen
Neighbours heads popping through the back door
Safety
Comfort
Home
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© Neil Hayes and neilhayeswriter
© Neil Hayes and neilhayeswriter
© Neil Hayes and neilhayeswriter
Waiting, wanting, impatient
On which day, which month?
The unknown
Excitement mingled with fear
Which emotion will win out?
Is this it?
Here it comes, here we go, here it is
It’s a boy!
Which emotion wins?
It’s a draw
A heady concoction
Never felt before and only once more since
When she arrived
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