Love

Giddy, rosy cheeked and ripe with child
She laughs, cries, sings
As if she carried the entire universe within her womb

Slender feminine fingers
Caress the orb that is a child
Loving and being loved

Soft tender-hearted mama
Nursing a sweet downy babe
Face baptized in pain, reborn in mother-love

(This poem was originally published by me on Poetry.com and then chosen to be published in Poetry.com’s yearbook. I’ve never seen it, but they tell me it’s there.)