Becoming MotherA Poem by Kimber GillinghamA poem about that special moment when I met my son.Becoming Mother I had no idea what to
expect only word to describe
him, is perfect I carried him for a
long forty weeks Now it was time to
see his precious cheeks Finally, labor begun It was time to meet
my son I started to push
with the doctor’s permission I made getting him
out my ultimate mission Suddenly I heard a
sound I have never heard before Without thought tears
began to pour He started to really
cry All I could think was
“that is my little guy” They gently placed
him on my chest That very moment I
was obsessed I wanted to hold him
and never let go He made the entire
room glow I was completely and
utterly in love Feelings I will never
get rid of I now have a second
name My son will be sure
to one day proclaim I will now and
forever be mother I will love my son
like no other By: Kimber Gillingham © 2017 Kimber Gillingham |
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