Motherhood
Into the depths of motherhood, I enter
This mysterious world, the sweet
soft, touch of my baby.
Born to Love
Human-being in it's highest form
Completed in Divine Plan
And I no longer a girl
Become a women
Breasts filled with nourishment
For my little one
The new star that begins with a
Light, so bright
That my heart nearly Bursts
With the Joy that stirs
my very soul.
Copyright © Connnie Thunman | Year Posted 2013
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