by on February 1, 2022 :: 0 comments

How can it be

That your first five months

Have been this

And yet

You live so zealously?

It’s been tubes

And burst lungs.


And surgeries.

It’s been Pain,


And Fear.

These are all you have ever known.

Yet you have beaten every odd,

Fought so hard,

Clung to this life

With all your might.

My child,

You’re teaching me so much

About how to live.

editors note:

Alexandria says, “The last poem was about my younger twin, JJ, coming home. Three months later, his brother has been transferred to another hospital and is being scheduled for multiple surgeries. This poem is about his amazing will to live.” – mh clay

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