A Mother's Love Poem by Jim Yerman

A baby! What a remarkable creation…I remember our first night together…how I could not help but stare…thinking how…only a day ago…he wasn't even there.

Thinking back on how…exactly…this moment came to be…wondering how something so beautiful…began his life inside of me.

Asking myself as I held him…looking down on him from up above…is it possible…is it even conceivable…to so quickly fall in love?

When I felt the softness of his skin…the roundness of his head…his ears…his nose…his mouth…I had to stop myself from weeping…as…for the first time in both our lives…I watched my baby sleeping.

I remember thinking to myself…is there anything more beautiful…more heavenly…more innocent…more sweet…and then he moved his little hands…and kicked his little feet.

I put my hand upon his chest to calm him…and there I let it linger…soon his entire baby hand had found its way around my little finger.

And as he held on to my finger…I found myself hoping he'd never let it go…wishing this moment could last forever…yet…knowing he will grow…

Knowing I will do my best to keep him safe from sorrow and from harm…
Knowing there will come a day…when I can no longer hold him in my arms.

But I was not sad or worried at that moment…as I held him and stared at him from up above…because…as inconceivable as it sounds…at that moment…I understood a mother's love…

I understood it on the day he was born…yes…even way back then…
how each day…
as he grows a little older…
I will fall in love…again.