Can't wait to touch you.
Can't wait to know you
and stuck to you like glue.
I am anxious to hug you.
Anxious to kiss you.
I am anxious to love you.
Like every mother would do.
I could feel you kicking.
I could feel you moving.
I could feel you stretching.
Just can't wait to see you yawning.
Can't wait to hear you crying.
Can't wait to see you smiling.
Each day the minutes are ticking.
Each tick is my heart beating.
We share the same feeling.
You and me combining.
But soon I'll have you sleeping,
in my arms with love and blessing.
(Sweet Adam's birthday last tuesday. Poem written during pregnancy 9 June 2007)
