![]() SurvivedA Poem by Willard Wells![]() True Story![]() It was just a little town in the boot-heel of Missouri Cotton fields, sand, farming, poverty all around.
My daddy was from this little town, coming home with his wife, pregnant with child to give birth in his hometown.
All had gone smooth as the time came to give birth. Dad came in as mother screamed, nurses pushing him out down three floors.
Bell ring ground floor turning to go back up again. Then met by the nurse with doctor moving near.
Your wife we can save but not your child, now go back down you'll just have to wait.
The adventure continued a few hours more up to the top floor, to be sent down again. Smoking two packs of Camels, as he paced the floor.
When all was said and done, mom's welcoming dad, holding me up in her proud arms. That was the beginning of my journey.
Chasing Death Ever Since! © 2016 Willard WellsReviews
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5 Reviews Added on January 23, 2016 Last Updated on January 23, 2016 Author![]() Willard WellsSacramento, CAAboutPhotography and words are my activities to try and keep an over active mind under control. For the most part my pieces have been short since that's how I'm wired. I would like to write something longe.. more..Writing
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