I believe you will be my firstborn.
You will have syrupy eyes
That are so so sweet to kiss
You will have soft curly hair
That you try to mold
To frame the way you view yourself.
You will have dark brown skin
That some will love and some will hate.
But I will always love it.
I will always love you.
To be honest, I have not thought of you much
I thought of my future husband and daughter more
And I'm sorry.
I now want to hold you close
Caress your face in my hands
Whisper Bible verses of encouragement
Push you gently towards what you are afraid of
Pull you away from things that will derail you
I want to rock you
Until your lids are heavy
And I want to soothe you
Your cries of fear and frustration and fervor
I want to see you grow
I want to smile at you