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Inside the Womb
Tiny pink body suspended
in the tiny universe that is my womb.
Little life, moving and breathing
inside of my own.
Hard, so hard to believe
that this-- This being is real.
This tiny heart beat
beating in response to my own.
Unborn baby, tiny enough
to fit inside the palm
of my hand.
Inside the womb,
under my own flesh.
A new life slowly grows
pulling on my heart strings
and making me become
something more than the
creature I was before.
No story could capture this joy--
No poem can hold this emotion--
No character can measure up to the person that I am becoming--
No song can tell you the words I am feeling right now.
"Hush", I say
"Hush Little Baby"
and sleep inside of my life.
I happily await your
arrival with tears in
my eyes and
love in my heart.
Tiny pink life,
small unborn child,
beautiful little being
suspended in the
universe surrounding
the planet of your
mother's beating heart.
in the tiny universe that is my womb.
Little life, moving and breathing
inside of my own.
Hard, so hard to believe
that this-- This being is real.
This tiny heart beat
beating in response to my own.
Unborn baby, tiny enough
to fit inside the palm
of my hand.
Inside the womb,
under my own flesh.
A new life slowly grows
pulling on my heart strings
and making me become
something more than the
creature I was before.
No story could capture this joy--
No poem can hold this emotion--
No character can measure up to the person that I am becoming--
No song can tell you the words I am feeling right now.
"Hush", I say
"Hush Little Baby"
and sleep inside of my life.
I happily await your
arrival with tears in
my eyes and
love in my heart.
Tiny pink life,
small unborn child,
beautiful little being
suspended in the
universe surrounding
the planet of your
mother's beating heart.
Published 12th Jul 2012
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12th Jul 2012 7:51pm
A very emotionally touching poem! I have 3 children (all grown now) and their birth was the single most incredible experience of my life. Thank you for writing this poem. :)
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- Edited 23rd Oct 2019 7:38am
13th Jul 2012 2:53am
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