Cheryl .J Barclay
Not Alone - Poem by Cheryl .J Barclay
I am not alone
Running errands and talking on the phone,
I am pleasantly reminded that I am not alone. Little tiny hands, a precious rounded knee, pushing and twisting that no one can see. Oh sweet child kicking up your heels, it is our little secret that only I can feel. look forward to your birth,
when I can kiss your skin,
but for now I will just smile,
as I feel you play within. with you.
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