You ask me why
I'm not yelling
at your news?
Because I am numb
after years of riding
an emotional roller coaster.
You ask me why
I'm not rejoicing
at your news?
Because what's left of my heart
is in mourning
over lessons taught
but never caught.
You ask me if
I'll ever celebrate
your news?
Someday
when you're swollen
with the baby...
Someday
when you're delivering
the baby...
Someday
when this startling knowledge
becomes flesh and bone...
I will.
But right now
I can barely process
your news.
What is there to say?
No words here,
but a promise to pray.
Take my hand
and walk with me
on your unexpected road
to maternity.
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You have quite a journey ahead, huh? (((M)))
ReplyDeletePraying for you, dear one.
ReplyDeleteLove,
Debbie B