Seeing you at the mercy of pain,
Yet still fighting nothing in vane.
A power comes forth, older than time.
Instinctive strength, performing as designed.
In complete awe, I finally understand,
The strength of a woman, lies not in her hands.
It is in every fibre, of her soul and being,
She is already equipped, for this miracle I am seeing.
Life writhes in her womb, our daughter fights too.
Never in my life, have I been so in love with you.