Sunday, May 10, 2015

entrusted

I have yet to see you.
I haven’t listened to your voice or heard your cries.
I haven’t touched or held you in my arms,
And though I haven’t met you, I know you.
I love you.
I feel you and find it difficult to remember a time before you.
Your life exists inside of mine.
This will forever be ours.
I get to know what it’s like to carry your heart.
And on the day you begin your life outside of me,
you will know what it is like to carry mine.
You have made me a mom and
It is an honor to be entrusted with your life.