Nurse Moon
She saved me.
I was born with the chord around my neck.
Nurse Moon's swift action with her scissors,
cutting the chord,
gave me breath.
I breathed,
but didn't cry.
The family, gathered downstairs,
waited anxiously
for some time,
it is said.
I didn't disturb the household
for many many days to come.
Except with my uncanny
quietness,
my emotions expressed
only by weak little gestures
my tiny, strangulated cry
audible only
if you held me
very very close.
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