You enter
it is as though I am unzipped
at our first touch
Your tiny hands
grasp
to know you are safe
I am there
I always was
you just hadn’t discovered your eyes yet
You must of felt
my doubts
Will I be a good mom
replayed
like a stuck song
a song
I didn’t dare reach the end of
You struggled to get here
delaying
maybe you knew
it would be cold sometimes
Joined
you alone
knew my secrets
If I have a boy
I said
he will be different
He will be
sensitive
kind
dressed in all the colors of the rainbow
his true expression
Known to him
whatever that is
I am here
-Beth Pfeffer
