Black Poetry : Only the Beginning of a Mother's Love


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Oct 4, 2003
Could I be?
Not sure, I feel different somehow
Not feeling so well in the morning
Can't seem to get enough sleep now
The test comes back, positive
and I am not sure how to feel.
Giddy, tearful, trembling, emotional
roller coaster, what's the deal?
Beginning to show, it feels a little
more real. What is that flutter inside?
Could it be? There's a living being
growing inside me. God, be my guide.
I want to think the most positive thoughts
during this time, I don't want stress to fill
my baby's little soul. I want her to be healthy
and happy. Please, let it be your will.
Months go by, I feel like a beach ball about
to pop. We've traveled together for
nearly a year, time to let you go.
Feels like bad cramps at first, then turns into more
pain than I knew was humanly possible to endure.
Bearing down, struggling to push out, you
this cocooned entity that I so want to see,
and... finally... I... do...
As the first breath is taken, I finally exhale
mine, spent with the exhilaration
we look directly into each others eyes
truly mesmerized
in this welcoming salutation
You look at me, "Hello"
I look at you, "Hello"
In the beginning of a foundation
that will be built upon
long after I take my final breath.
I love you daughter, I love you son.


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