Born In Laughter

It was a warm spring day
When I decided to make my appearance into this world.
My mother, craving an ice cream,
Ate her popsicle walking up the stairs into the hospital.
Alone in the waiting room,
My father, with his droll sense of humor,
Began to imitate a physician washing his hands.
Laughing so hard, my mother gasped,
“Quick, get the Doctor.
The baby’s coming!”

Prema Rose