This Thing of Joy
This Thing of Joy
(Pregnancy Journey: Month 1)
This thing of joy is sweet news,
but my lips have nausea spelled
on them
Sweet news yet I am unable
to work much or walk for long
Yet the colours of life remain in
my perk
Purple headbands to match
my blooming face
And a pink shawl to keep me warm
in this place
My Habibi, a sweet gift did bring
a golden locket, to wear and sing
Of the love we share, and the life we'll bring
into this world, our hearts will ring
Though I am exhausted and feeling low
I know this journey will be worth the woe
For soon I'll hold my little one
and all the pain will be undone
I'll rest and take it slow
and test the colours of life
Let it stay on, flowing through me,
and into my precious seed
Bringing with it, joy, love,
and all that we need.
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Sept. 2021
©Odion Izegwire-Edu
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