Amy Barlow Liberatore… stories of lost years, wild times, mental variety, faith, and lots of jazz

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Jiminy Was Right

She sits up
sweat drenched, crying
Doesn’t mind pix with smeared makeup

After a miscarriage and abortion
she didn’t think a baby could emerge

Her first child suckles
Proof that dreams come true

© 2013 Amy Barlow Liberatore/Sharp Little Pencil

Trifecta asked for exactly 33 words about a “dream come true.”

Many women experience misfortunes when it comes to timing pregnancy, carrying a baby, and actually coming to full term. I’ve held the hands of friends who were going to terminate a pregnancy – even paid for one, whose boyfriend was beating her. I’ve said “I’m sorry” and cradled sobbing girlfriends in my arms like she was my own child. The miracle of childbirth is a dream come true – a dream deferred for some. For others, they “drop ‘em like tadpoles,” lucky women!

The song, “A Child Is Born,” was written by jazz legend Thad Jones, with lyrics by Alec Wilder.  Peace, Amy