Sep 2018
Oh how I love you,
Dear Unborn Baby,
I've been waiting
For you.
Holding you in my arms,
Is all I'm yearning,
For I've been waiting,
Since 22.
I can't wait
Any longer
To see
Which part of you
Resembles me.
I want you
To be better
In every way baby,
Better than me.
I've seen how
This world can be deceiving.
I want you to trust me,
When I hold you close.
I can't wait
For this world to see you.
When you're ready to take off,
Take my love with your wings.
Oh how I love you
Dear Unborn Baby,
I've been waiting
For you.
Holding you in my arms,
Is all I'm yearning,
For I've been waiting,
Since 22.
Dear Unborn Baby,
I've been waiting
For you.
Holding you in my arms,
Is all I'm yearning,
For I've been waiting,
Since 22.
I can't wait
Any longer
To see
Which part of you
Resembles me.
I want you
To be better
In every way baby,
Better than me.
I've seen how
This world can be deceiving.
I want you to trust me,
When I hold you close.
I can't wait
For this world to see you.
When you're ready to take off,
Take my love with your wings.
Oh how I love you
Dear Unborn Baby,
I've been waiting
For you.
Holding you in my arms,
Is all I'm yearning,
For I've been waiting,
Since 22.
I've always had this vision of being a mother, holding my baby in my arms. I'm not a mother, yet I feel like I know this feeling already. This poem is how I recently felt when a gush of broodiness took over briefly.
(F/London)
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