Winnie the pooh toys, Dr.Seuss
books, serious plagues to
keep you hooked, refuse to
let pragmatic opinions chain
your spirit or cross the line
of disobedience
Suddenly, to wards me you
become insolent, affection
triggered truculent connection,
eyes glare with intense pulchritude,
aging multiplies, gaining queried
thoughts resulting from curiosity,
my knowledge is courier to your success
Determining born to rise or fall
subsided by the bricks, reading
chapters packed with wisdom
my mind couldn't collect from 20
million world history books, knowing
you hear, your foot
My womb, I've felt a little person
kick, long term fantasy, for you
to grow wise learning the ways of this life
not by simple logic rather code logic,
gathering back way paths, succeeding
despite the devastation, my little
one, my offspring, mom carries you
with staggering affection
Everyone thank you for reading my poem please comment and vote, I'd appreciate it much, but I must say I am not pregnant and I do not have a child. This came from my heart on thoughts of what I hope for my child in the future maybe y'all can relate.
