The day our son was born...
You were so sore
but you wanted to meet your son,
you decided to wait for the day
in which at last he would be born.
I watched you suffer:
pale, sweaty, unable to sleep;
although you needed surgery,
of opinion, you would not change.
It was such an important day,
but you couldn't get up;
of so much effort you made,
I felt that you consciousness you would lose.
While you were going to the emergency,
to take care of your ailment,
an operating room was waiting for me,
Away from your presence.
Then he came to this world,
healthy and lovely ,
baby you wanted so much
and life wanted to give you.
Generous destiny would intervene,
in an ambulance he brought you to me:
a resonance urged you
just that day he was born.
A wall away,
we were with you, your son and me;
my sister in angel mode,
Our meeting crystallized.
It was in that opportune hallway,
that life will reserve for us,
so that from the rush of a stretcher,
With love to your son you will kiss.
That magical moment,
that saves that first meeting,
in my memory remains
and all my being thanks him.
Anointed of divine grace,
more blessings were received,
after extensive surgery,
your health would return.
