Life within that laughs at a thousand names
tried but undecided,
Your motion cadencing with mine.
Nameless, faceless, with only rounded form
to call out your existence.
My bonding did not aimlessly stand by
for face or form or cry,
It erupted with your first dawning.
6 comments:
what a gorgeous poem...
you captured that powerful emotion so well with your beautiful words. when did you write this?
I wrote this about 20 years ago. No matter how old you, or your baby, will become, you will never forget that first moment.
Love it, mom. It makes me feel all mushy inside.
I love this so much! How I want to be pregnant a million times so I can experience this over and over again.
You are so talented...what a pretty poem. And you are right that picture fits so well!
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