You’re part of my womb, of my lavishing blood, of my soul and heart.
You’re Part of my whole body. You’re the sun in my soul. And my second childhood.
I have embraced the stars as if they were you.
I discovered you as my moonchild growing up in my place.
Reciting you the stories the stars sing for the moon.
I am thankful that you gave me my pure happiness.
You gave me a reason to live in this world even if I don’t want to live.
You are a beautiful distraction.
When you kick me from inside, my heart dances with the daffodils.
With a touch of ecstatic bliss I saw you in reports, just as soft as November , tears of happiness dwell from my eyes. You tricked me into love.
Waiting for a day in life when I can embrace you in my arms, and touch your velvet fingertips.
You’re worthy of all my love. I will hide you from the rest of the world in the sleeves of my sweater.
Going to sing you snow - bed stories with midnight angels and shower snow kisses on your chubby cheeks.
Twirling in the twilight and swirling my world in the air, I am going to be the best mother.
I thank myself this time, for encarving you on the pages of my heart. You are a part of my life and will always be. Breaking a jar full of mother’s silence.

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