Thursday, January 22, 2009

Footsteps in my belly

I wrote this in April of 2000 while pregnant with my oldest son. This poem describes the emotions I felt when finding out we were pregnant with him because we had miscarried our first child.

Footsteps in my belly
I wake and know you are there.
A strange gut feeling
I have felt before.

I am scared
I want to be happy
If you have come back
i will cry a raging river.

We go to the store
to pick up a stick
which will tell us our future.
Fortune telling / told in a language of lines
Mine read = you are pregnant.

I opened the bathroom door - stick in hand
showed it to John
and cried.
Thank you
for coming back.

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