Morning Ritual
The first moment I held you
I knew I could never say goodbye
That bald, wrinkled head resting in the crook of my arm
The tiny toes and fingers so perfect
Your small hands curled around my heart
As those eyes, the same gray blue as mine
Gazed with perfect trust
And I could swear you smiled.
You knew me.
This body in which you lived for 9 tumultuous months
Hearing me talk to you,
Hearing me cry for you,
Feeling me love you,
You knew me.
In your tiny ear I whispered
Of futures and possibilities
The endless memories you would make
And the safe haven you would find
In your family's love.
In that moment I told all
I gave you myself
So you would never wonder.
I gave you myself
So you would know that I loved you
And I always wanted you.
And by my bed a man and a woman stood,
So eager
Yet patiently allowing my time.
Handing you to them,
Watching the joy and love surround the three of you
I laid back and knew
It was the right choice.
The tears flowed then,
One in pain
Two in joy
As your mom mouthed the words…
"Thank you"
I think back my child,
For 14 years, I think back
On memories I have never known
I pause to say I love you
And through my tears I smile
As I continue my morning rituals.
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Quite rough, but getting closer. I haven't been writing lately and wanted to at least post the rough draft. (It will commit me to finish.) I'm going to work on this one, but the final draft may not resemble this by the time I am done.