I Waited To Be

A sparkle in his eye,

A big hairy chest.

A warm loving woman,

So full of breast.

An act of love,

tempered with passion.

A creating of life,

in a heated fashion.

Beginning with tension,

and ending in a sigh.

Little did they know

twas the beginning if I.

I came from my father,

thru my mother’s sea.

For nine long months,

I waited to be.

It was around noon

And this hour was mine,

so leaving his lunch

The doctor came just in time.

Still in his suit

so tidy and trim,

and my very first pee

was aimed at him.

Gary R. Cramer

July 13, 1980