Before you were conceived,
I dreamed of you;
Then woke to search
Through rooms, in beds and under
cushions.
Frenzied, I would whisper
Where is he?
Until my consciousness reminded me
You were not there.
Now in quiet moments, I feel the
flutter
Of your arms and legs inside me
As I pray that you will grow
Healthy, strong, and good.
Soon, I will swaddle you,
Lay you in your bassinet,
And fall asleep to the rhythm of
your breath
Until I wake with a mother’s anxiety.
Frenzied, I will whisper
Where
is he?
Until I realize, you are there
Filling the vacancy in our home.
