Right now my daughter's in pain.
She's having a baby, 
and though I know 
that doctors and nurses and midwives
have things pretty much under control, 
I can't help praying to a God
I've never really believed in much, 
just in case he (or she)  is really up there.
Let's face it, there's always a risk, 
and I ponder on the bravery of mothers.
Perhaps they're instinctively strong, 
or feel some kind of duty, 
but I salute them all.                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
feeling some kind of duty, thanks.