Although I am not child bearing, this exercise was to see if I could write to the unfamiliar…My topic was my future unborn son or daughter; a free write of thoughts.
Innocence bled through a tube used for feeding
I often wonder of you
One created from love and passion
You’ve developed amid me…and him
And WE
While his essence rhythmically balances my being we
Created
Falling, tearing, breathing we
Created
Held you in loves sanctuary bottled away in a bubble
Praised
I pray to never release you
Longed for and desired, contemplated
Produced
Pondered between the smile of your mother, maybe the eyes of your father
Does that make me apart of you?
I hope so
My virtue fled when I was able to decipher life, yet
You are MY new beginning
I thus kneel to cradle you
The thought of what you are and even
What you will become
I pledge my all to you
Unsure of where I will be at the time your eyes open to dawn’s awakening
Yet, certain that WHO I’ll be is a result of you.
I like!