Blooming Bud.

The little bud blooming within me,

I long to see how you will be.

A tiny version of me perhaps 

With traits from their father too. 

Your beating heart I hear from time to time,

From a tiny pea to a well sized lime,

I feel your growth within my belly,

And sometimes a movement like quivering jelly.

I wish to hold your tiny hands within mine,

Cuddle this creation so perfect and fine.

To have you within me is a gift and privilege,

To share the cord is our precious linkage. 

I await your arrival with joy and hope

No sorrow seems hard to cope

Knowing you will soon be in our arms 

I eagerly await to be smitten by your charms. 

June 2025

A little note to the little one.

To the tiny bud blooming inside of me,

I hope you are as safe and secure as can be.

Within my womb you are sheltered and protected ,

Through this little cord we stay connected.

Sometimes the world around is complicated and hard,

But remember you always have me as your friend and guard. 

Sometimes the world might seem to be fast paced 

But remember I’ll always slow down with you and never make haste.

I may not have it all, yet I will give you all of me. 

Everything beautiful in this world, I can’t wait for you to see. 

All I wish is to make the world around you a better place.

I hope you know that I will always strive to be your safe space.

Your tiny hands and feet I wish to touch and feel,

Maybe it’s the bundle of love that will help me heal. 

Together in this journey we embrace each other 

I long for the day we will glimpse one another. 

April 2025