by Virginia Gaces

Created on: April 12, 2009

Gossamer wings settled on my distended abdomen.
The germinal seeds of life squirmed as I start to bend.
And listened to the stillness of the joy that it portends.
I gently touched you and the angels uttered their "Amens".

The room abounds with lurking white gowned shadows.
I touched you once again as pain turned into countless sorrows.
The brackish sweat has washed away the blood in my cold brow.
I had to howl when you broke forcibly into my hallow.

I touched you gently by your side and lingered.
You wailed, and for a gentle touch, you hungered.
I laughed as you sucked heartily on my little finger.
The Calvary now gone with your ensuing laughter.

You'll always have my warm caress and gentle touch.
I promise you my baby; I'll provide cozy, secure mulch.
I will always be here whenever you're in a lousy crutch.
I love you son, and you just don't know how much.

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