A part of the process.
As the cadence of my voice becomes a part of your tongue,
I communicate with you in silence using telepathic thoughts.
You are still growing and as of yet you are unborn,
But creation has begun
And there are many things you are learning
And so much more that you need to be taught.
Whisper to me and I will fulfill your needs;
A daily dose of unending love is what you give to me.
So happy inside your little bubble;
Will you grow up to become a lot of trouble?
Or will you bring us the contentment we have been searching for?
You are a moving hand found beneath the rubble and we are all yours.
A light in the dark, a glint in the eye;
A smile and a wink and it was bed time…
And so you were formed, so soon to be born;
Nobody fully prepares you for all of the love.
The fun you bring with you and the changes;
What are the chances of my mind changing?
They are not even remote; they are not a possibility.
We are creating a planet; you are my world and my everything.
And when you are with us, our cherub is helpless;
But we will help you with whatever you need
And do whatever it takes to make you happy.
I don’t mind changing a nappy or two…
It’s just a part of the process
And you are now a part of our family.
(C)2016 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
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A wonderful read of life still inside but loved before bursting out to the world - if only all prospective parents could feel this way "It’s just a part of the process
And you are now a part of our family." - lovely words to end this tribute to the miracle of birth.
Thank you so very much.
"Underneath the cold November sky
I’ll wait for You
As the pages of my life roll by
I’ll wait for You
I’m so desperate just to see Your face
Meet me in this broken place"
Very good loving write, the unknown loved from the start.
Thank you.
"All this love is waiting for you
And all this love is waiting for you
(All my love is waiting for you)
My baby"
A blessed process the depths of which a man can only try to imagine. A beautiful, well expressed poem, Aa!
Thank you.
I hope you like my imagination...
"I got gas in the tank
I got money in the bank
I got news for you baby, you're looking at the man"
a new life. always refreshing.
Thank you.
"I will buy you a garden
Where your flowers can bloom
I will buy you a new car
Perfect shiny and new
I will buy you that big house
Way up in the west hills"
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