Found this beautiful poem just now. It explains just how wonderful I feel every day!
My Little Boy
Running errands and talking on the phone
I am pleasantly reminded that I am not alone
Tiny little hands, a precious rounded knee,
Pushing and twisting that no one can see.
Oh, sweet child kicking up your heels
It is our little secret that only I can feel.
I look forward to your birth when I can kiss your skin
But for now I will just smile as I feel you play within.
Monday, June 30, 2008
My Little Boy
Posted by cici8 at 12:55 PM
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