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  • Writer's pictureKaren Curran

The wonder of you

A poem: Mother to a Child



baby hand fingers curled round mother's finger

Ooohh - today it happened.

It seems like I had been waiting

my whole life

to meet you


And there you were.


The wonder of you.

I remember counting 10 fingers and toes.

Looking deeply into your beautiful eyes

framed with long lashes.

Watching you sleep.


Sensing your soul.

Beautiful - inside and out.


I remember when you leapt inside me before you were born

Moving gently when I played music

Swaying with me as I lightly danced

Singing softly to you.


I remember my 

so looking forward 

to 

welcoming you

to the world.


So long ago.

But just like yesterday.

I remember the dream for you is forever:

Blessings

and a wonderful life filled with love.

Always.


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Copyright Karen Curran

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