My First Mothers Day
My child,
I carried you in my heart
before you were even born
And dared to dream
that you were real.
My child,
I carried your ultrasoound picture with me since the day I received it,
And dared to love
a child I was yet to meet.
My child,
I carried you in my arms at last,
and gazed in helpless wonder at your face,
And dared to lose
my heart to you.
And now, my child,
a dream fulfilled,
a prayer answered,
a family created,
I have dared to become
a mom.
And so now,
my precious child,
I shall carry you
home.
Copyright Jill Work 1998
Sent by Lisa Weinstock of Northridge, California in honor of her first Mother’s Day with her son Jackson.