An Unborn Childs Life Poem by Ron Knight

My life started today but my parents don't know
As from this moment like a flower I'll grow
I am a young girl that fact is now true
I'll have blond hair and my eyes will be blue

Some say I'm not real yet but I'm as real as my mum
The same as bread is still bread even if it's only a crumb
I am a young child in the best place I could be
I wonder what name they will think of for me

I'm getting bigger now but nobody can see
And my mouth is starting to open a little for me
I can hardly wait for that day to arrive
When the doctor tells mum that I am alive

I am now three weeks of age my heart can now beat by itself
A tiny young baby in the best of good health
My heart will keep beating there isn't a doubt
Throughout a long life then it will in old age just give out

I am now four weeks of age and I feel so secure
And my arms and my legs are no longer obscure
One day I'll be able to stand on my own
When my parents will say my hasn't she grown

Six weeks old now fingers are forming on my hands
I'm growing so fast I have so many plans
I'll draw pictures of mum and stroke her soft hair
And she doesn't yet know she has a baby in here

Almost eight weeks old and the doctor has just told mum of me
I wish with all of my heart her face I could see
This must be the happiest time in her life
And I'll do all that I can to never bring to her strife

Nearly ten weeks old now and my hair is smooth shiny and bright
I can almost see tho in here there isn't a light
I look forward to the moment when my mother I first get to see
Laughing and crying with joy holding me

Nearly twelve weeks old now and my heart is so loud
Mum I love you so much and you make me so proud
I can see how a mother is so meant to be
OH NO PLEASE SOMEBODY HELP, MY MOM IS KILLING ME