The womb of a mother is a cradle for a child to grow in a nine month gestation grace period is a child's sweet elation Mother tenderly sings to her little one as she waits to give birth !
A mother is a vessel of purity, also a
Mother's heart, is full of love for her child Object of her desire, "a baby with ten little toes and ten little fingers" Tenderly woven thoughts arrive at the font of her pregnancy Hieroglyphical sounds and body rotations, she is mesmerized Enchanted by a human life growing inside of her she Reveres the treasure within her and prays for safe delivery Search the whole world over and you will never find a purer
Love, than the love a mother has for her child Over the moon and infatuated with her infant she cradles Validating her affections to the gem before her eyes Each time a woman delivers a child, Angels pluck their harps of gold.