MATERNAL

As I hold mine
I hear your first breath
Second,
third…
it’s intense
The worry
Always present
As I begin to walk this tightrope

The rope is strong
Forever, we share
Moments
Of pure delight
Moving forward
Feels easy
Your light
As we walk along this tightrope

The journey so long
Together, alone
Keeping close to hold steady
Wrong directions, wrong turns
We feel dread, we feel fright
Nothing feels right
So close to the edge
As we continue to walk this tightrope

Forgetting to breath
As fine lines appear
Heaven above,
Nothing below
Two souls
Touch the stars
Making wishes for you
As we walked along this tightrope

Your brand new face
I embrace
Holding on
Till first steps
As you grow
The thread it remains
Even when you move forward
Creating your very own tightrope

@missloveday | 09.10.21

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