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For a Mother Who Never Was NOT

by Leah Laiben

I've grown and changed and lived inside
for weeks and months on end.
I kick and roll to say hello
before my life begins.
I have my daddy's eyes and my mommy's nose,
Ten tiny fingers and ten perfect little toes.
Please don't be unhappy that we never got to meet-
We already have, remember? I know you felt my feet!
You dreamed of taking me home and loving me everyday,
But I've gone Home with Someone Else
Who has always known my way.
For a time you held me in your belly,
now forever hold me in your heart
so that until we meet again,
we'll never be apart.



01/24/2008

Author's Note: For someone who wanted this so bad...someone special who lost someone special on 1/22/08

Posted on 01/24/2008
Copyright © 2021 Leah Laiben

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Meghan Helmich on 01/24/08 at 03:59 PM

the rhythm is like a heart beat. this is great. the subject matter is so sensitive. kids gloves, even.

Posted by Glenn Currier on 08/15/09 at 11:10 PM

What a beautiful and loving tribute to both mother and child. We have not had children, but our godchild (now all grown up) to whom we are very close is not pregnant and very frustrated that this baby won't pop out. But we have been with her when she ran her hand over her belly and said gently: "Stop kicking." The relationship that builds between the unborn and the mother during pregnancy has a special kind of intimacy to it that defies description, but you have managed quite well.

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