You may not yet even exist
But I feel you growing,
Developing
In my heart
I see your chocolate eyes
Your beautiful, brown skin
Contrasting, complementing
My own
Or maybe your eyes will match mine
Your skin will be fair
How would I know?
All I know is I love you
But I feel you growing
Becoming more my own
As each days passes
Slowly
Who is your mother?
What is she feeling?
I can't imagine
The pain, sorrow
But I know I need you
As I need air to live
You are my child
Even before you are real
I wonder at how easy
Life has become
And how quickly
I will give it all up
Sleepless nights,
Endless days
Seem like nothing,
A dream, so far away
I just know
That I feel you
You are my child
My son
I will love you
When she can't
Care for you
Because I can
I have lived long enough
To know
That you're what I'm missing
That you belong to me
My child
Sweet baby
Beloved son
Asher Truth
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
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3 comments:
This is beautiful K! I won't say that I can understand in an emtoional way why you need to do this. But I most definitely respect it.
I haven't had the chance to talk to you personally about this. I would never judge you guys (in fact I think its great). I just want to know how you feel about this matter. I'm curious is all.
If I'm overstepping bounds just say so.
Love,
Sebe
My life is an open book. What are you curious about, specifically?
You are so brave, Keryn...putting your heart right out there for all of us to see. I hope you get your baby...I'm sure that whatever is meant to be, will be. I love you so much, sweet girl!
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