Mother's Ears

It's been fourteen months, since I hear you I heard your first scream that suddenly stalled Nervous voices whispered beyond the room, where I got stitches Fears burst gently, but finally fade along with your second cries Upon my chest, I heard you breathed I heard your first thirst which was the signal of your hunger I heard the tiny beat which caressed the surface of my skin The rhythm raced with mine, and connecting our soul My happiness still yet satisfied The doctor came to prevent you went home The levels of bacteria in your blood remained high For the first time, I heard a crack within my core In one morning, after our morning walk routine Not as usual, I heard you were voiceless, but your hands were shaking I turned your face toward me, white eyes and blue lips was your answer You had your first seizure, I heard nothing, but shattered Today, I heard you giggle Your tiny steps echoing your strength, fulfilling the room of my faith It's been forteen months, since I hear you I hear a new hope, I see the new you