Fragile there, the newborn lie,Onlookers come and give a dive,
To have a lovely sight.
Mom keeps to herself,
Letting not anybody touch, but herself.
Fears she for her child,
May not get infections, any mild.
Touches she, the skin and fingers,
Smile is all in her face that lingers.
With eyes closed, the baby sleeps,
Mom with every second, gives attention deep.
She smiles at her own creation,
For she knows the pain of separation.
She kisses him, lauds him;
For, this is the last moment,
and then she can never see him....
