Anna Baniel, theater director and poet. Mother of two premature babies, today healthy and happy children.

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This is how it was in the early days.

With premature babies, everything is so small.

This says a lot about the touch.

Don't move.

The head is still fresh, the doctors say,

This will be a long process,

Get ready for the mountain ride.

Before using the incubator

Between pipes and wires

I was looking for a sign from you.

The machines breathed heavily.

The blue light swirled.

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This is the hour.

We have one.

I wish I could take you with me.

With your size you can fit in.

To force my hand

The warmth of my body will protect your heart.

when the moment of parting comes,

I fold my fingers.

As a secret reinforcement.

Outside, it's raining.

I put my hands in my coat pocket.

Jumping over a great negativity

Imagine that you are a mouth, that I am

kangaroo.

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The night has made it hard to breathe,

The eyes collapsed from the weight.

I curled up on the edge of the couch, waiting.

May the light come on.

In the morning my eldest son woke me up.

But, hurry up,

The day of darkness is over.