Evolving Poem by TerriJo James

This air is different!
I don't know,
But the breaths I was taking before this
Was beginning to be increasingly difficult!
Where is she?
Does she know I'm here?
I need her!
There she is,
Looking at me, smiling and crying!
Don't cry, Mama!
I'll be doing enough of that for the both of us!
I'm so little,
And...
Your so big!
Will I get that big?
Will I get to have my own baby some day?
You are saying what, mama?
School? What's school?
What's a boyfriend?
Oh, mama, quit talking!
You are making me cry!
And then, you cry!
Just feed me, mama...
You are feeding me too much information!
I just got born!

by TerriJo James 5/1/2022