The World in My Hands

Photo by Liana Mikah on Unsplash

Tears of happiness fall as the pain becomes a blessing.

Eyes that glisten like the stars and skin that is softer than a rose petal stop time and existence.

The world is no longer blue skies and green grass; it now rests in my arms as pure as life itself.

A hand that fits in my palm but will soon match mine.

I still cannot believe it came from my womb!

But I will nourish it with love and support to watch her bloom!

Watch her eyes widen,

feel complete every time she smiles,

hear her say, “I love you, Mommy”