Oh how unexpected
And unprepared I turned out to be
Never did I imagine me,
My mothers “wild child”
The life of every party
To be graced with your tiny presence
But then so happened
You

I called you string-bean
In one week I was ready to change
My life
My financial choices
My habits
To make space for you

Though I may never hear your voice
Your tiny heart beat was enough
To stop my own
And as time may pass
I’ll forever look at your pictures and remember
I too had once been someone’s mother