Being Bornu Poem by Valerie Dohren

I cried and mewled when I was born
My head in such a spin -
And when I then beheld the world
I tried to get back in.

But out I was, and out I stayed
In mother's arms held tight -
Oh, being born was not a joy
It gave me such a fright.

So here I am, all fully grown
Still learning to survive -
Each day I'm here reminding me
That I am still alive.

I mewled and cried when I was born
I didn't ask for this -
But one thing that I cherish now
Her soft and tender kiss.

©️Valerie Dohren