Future Baby
Two little hands
Two little feet
Ten perfect fingers
Ten perfect toes
All wrapped in one precious angel.
Something simple for most, but difficult for some.
One day I will feel the flutters of those kicks
One day I will hold you, smelling that newborn scent.
Who knew something so wanted could feel so far away from being reality?
My dear
One day
Someway
Somehow.
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