holding my breath
inside my stretched lungs
i try to imagine the life of you
swelling,beating heart against your mother's
precious imagination
yet so real, so true
just a little while longer
please hold on, please linger
do miracles happen?
because if they do, i'd like to see one
just this once
in this space surrounding you
--july 8, 2008
My friend has had an extremely difficult pregnancy. I wrote this poem the day that they thought she was going to lose the baby. Today, she is 25 weeks and 4 days pregnant, in the hospital under supervision, and possibly having the baby at some point in the next 24 hours. I'm just praying for her and hoping for the best for everyone.
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