I Am Still Your Mother
I am still your mother, though I've never seen your face
I was never able to hear your heartbeat, or feel your sweet embrace.
I am still your mother, though I can't assume your gender, or the color of your hair; nor the color of your eyes, but you were still there.
I am still your mother, no matter how big or small you were.
I'll never get to tickle your little feet, or see a smile I could adore.
I still your mother, even though God had taken you too soon.
He needed another angel, and a safer place for you; I love you to the moon.
Copyright © Mary Wilson | Year Posted 2021
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