A letter to the unborn child

Darling,
Sometimes I forget you are not here yet
And that you are  a seed  nursed in my mind
Watered in the garden of my thoughts
Your dad!
He is a wonder
He doesn't leave your side any minute
He is stuck..
Just like a leech at your side
His mind sings mischief
Impulses of joy hitch hike on his nerves
He is coy
Haha!
I love him soo much
Your dad laughs so hard
 as you mess up twice in a row
Those clothes of the purest cotton I could find
Knitted by the golden hands I could ever find
You are a mess!
Yet your dad hugs you like you'd  evaporate any minute
Oh, some much love
I envy

I know you will read this
How?
I'm not inclined to tell
Yet, I know one thing
And that is......
Although you are my future
An unknown future  I have trusted to a known God
You are my adorable treasure
I feel you so close to me
Caressing my nipples with the most tender lips
My love barometer is rising high
Love takes the place of my blood
I'm afraid
I might be diagnosed as having a high  blood pressure

My love barometer always beeps
 But...
Just today,  it beeped loudest
Your dad seems far away
Sometimes,  I miss him
It's part of growing up
I'm still trusting Jesus
As for now, I don't think I know him yet
But I assure you he is a fine gentleman
One whose manners are top-notch
His features some adorable
A man carved after God's own heart
No wonder
you are such a beautiful child
My Wonder!
My Child!
My Sunshine!
My Everything!

I hold you tight, love.
Hold on tight
I love you so much words cannot tell
Your very subtle skin,
Your clothes  smell  like fresh apples
Your warm cries are music to my ears
Oh my Love!
My all...

Sweetheart
If I am to write everything I want for you
You might not want to come into this world
Because you might think they are burdensome
But trust me
You will be just fine,
Cruising in the light that reflects from you
Leave the traces I could never leave-behind
Never lose sight of the power of the mind
It holds you prisoner to many doubts
But assure me you would become free of them

It's  your dad again
He's  fond of playing the hide and seek game
That's his fame
But I'm not lame
Who can I blame?
He's got an aim
One without name


I look around
I don't think I have found him
At least not yet
But sometimes
Always...
I think I know him
I really do
it's a sixth sense
He is amazing
I'm sure you'd come to love him
To my envy


I'm working hard in school
I'm studying the most complex
I try to understand
Because  I want to understand
I want you to see me as a role model
I want to learn  from my mistakes
I want to cater for you
Because I want to teach you
The right way to be you
My all , that's you


I imagine you jumping about
With joy I cannot measure
Oh my beautiful  treasure
I have been schmoozing with God
He will form you,
He has promised,
Into a beauty most fair
He knows how to create a masterpiece
He's got such flair
I'm frog - marched away from His throne room
I tried to peak
My verdict;most guilty

Forever, mum.






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