Poetry From The Heart

My "Luckiest" Day

I had been up
All night long
Hurting and wondering
What was wrong.
A flu bug?
Or food poisoning…
Which could it be?
Your daddy woke up
And stood looking at me
"It's either sickness or labor
Which I don't know"
But I really do think,
That it's time for us to go.
Your brother and sis we did awake
You see your room wasn't finished
And I didn't think it could wait.
We finished your room,
And loaded the car.
Off to the hospital,
It wasn't too far.
You surely arrived
That most luckiest of days.
Three weeks early
But perfect in every way.
Friday the 13th
Your birth date would be.
Your name we had chosen
Long before this
So a giggle it brings
To those that we tell
This is our son Jason
And his birth date is unique.
He was born of Friday the 13th
And by the way,
That happens to be my luckiest day!
Love Mom
12/09/10
KC

The really funny thing is, Jason was born on Friday the 13th and was my mom and dad's 13th grandchild, and he was also born right before our 13th wedding anniversary! J  So I called it "My Luckiest Day" but I know that luck has nothing to do with it….Jason you are a blessing and mommy and daddy love you!


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