
The winds are blowing in that direction.
It has been for some time.
Will I ever be a mom?
Will my husband be a dad?
What will be that be like?
Can a baby not born to me be mine?
So much unknown.
I want it.
I fear it.
So many thoughts.
We're tired of living without.
I want a child, someone
to nurture,
to teach, to enjoy, to love,
to guide, to be proud of.
Is this me?
Can I handle it?
Of course I can.
Of course we can.
I'm walking to you, child...where are you?
Please show me the way.....
1 comment:
This was poignant and beautiful.
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