Hymn 1: Maternity in G Major

On the far end
of the third floor
down the soft pink
corridor
under low-watt bulbs
through alarmed double doors
I woke up
in Maternity Ward

not that I
wasn't working
truth is I
worked all morning
but didn't see
a single sunbeam
'til I hit 3 West and

there
reaching out
to touch my nose
and make me sneeze
the Lord gave his sun to me

I restocked the gloves
in every size
I picked up the crates
and opened my eyes

to praise Him
to praise Him
to praise Him
to praise Him
to praise Him
to praise Him
to praise Him
to praise Him