Nine months of waiting

Ninemonths of suspences 

Nine months of discomfort
Nine months of bliss
Nine months of extra care
And finally the creator picks
A day as the day of libration
Just as the breaking fort of a new day
With so much pain and agony
A beauty which can not be explained comes just as the raising of the sun
And all at once the pain and agony gose away like the wind,to return no more
A new human as been born and the shouts of joy fills the air
And the creator smiles because once again his works are marvelous and beyond our understanding. 

By jacinta obianuju obi

Share this:

Like Love Haha Wow Sad Angry
Did you enjoy this story? Then pay a tip:

Tip author

What do you think?

Join The Tell! Community

Read, and write on Africa's most creative community for writers, thinkers and storytellers

Get Started