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.
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.