Poetry From the Hospital

Friday, July 25th we welcomed our 3rd (Seth) into a sterile delivery room. Since we scheduled the induction for 7am, I was able to park our Cherokee in the first visible spot in the attached parking garage. In the past 3 days, it has been nearly impossible to visit the maternity ward or emergency room without passing my car. There has been so much response I have had to snap pics and rearrange magnets to make room for new works. Lots of cliche's and lots of non-poetry have been left out, but I'll include a couple to give you an idea of what to expect if you happen to park your magnet covered car in a building where people enter and leave existence on a regular basis.

This was the first. It's short, pretty, and has a serene quality to it. If any pharmaceutical reps passed by and make this the new tag line for Lunesta, I will demand royalties...or whatever the drug-ad equivalent is called.