A mother’s love

Long before you were born
I already loved you
I stroked my growing belly
And I dreamed of our first meeting

I sang to you the songs my mother sang to me
I felt the first quivers as you moved inside me

My body nourished a tiny, fragile being
And my love for you nourished me
As you grew from a seed, to a sapling to a tree
My strong, sweet little miracle

When you were born, I was reborn into joy
And even when I am one day tiny and fragile myself
You will always be my baby

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