Tiny flutters fill my eyes with tears
A happiness I never thought I could feel.
This is the kind of love I have read about
But never believed was real.
My every moment is now filled with devotion.
My number one concern is this tiny being.
All I can think of is holding this tiny heartbeat.
It is the only face I dream of seeing.
I have learned to take better care of my self
For I am the host of their future.
And I now realize every choice I make
Has the power to make or break him or her.
Though I have looked on at many mothers
And saw this special something in their eyes,
I never could have guessed at the power of that love,
That I could be surrounded by heroes in disguise.
I now give all those mothers in the world
Their unspoken and long due respect,
Because now I am also filled with
That same blissful duty to protect.
To nurture their tiny hopes and dreams,
To kiss and hug every tear into a smile.
To chase away their fears and hold them close
To walk beside them for every mile.
I no longer walk through life naïve,
Wondering what I was put here for.
My children have answered that for me,
They have filled my life with so much more.
I will never again worry about my future
Because all their tiny happiness’ pave the way.
My success is in their every joy and achievement
And in every single breath they take.
I will always feel sorry for any woman
That has never been blessed with the love
That can stem from the tiniest mouth crying
And the tiniest hands they’ve ever touched.
Before I felt the biggest love for someone
Whose face I had never seen
I could not have claimed to know anything
About what love or life really means.
Before a tiny kick brought joy to the rest of my day,
Before one date on the calendar meant everything.
My life was never what it was supposed to be
Something profoundly important was missing.
The Journey to being a mother has changed me.
Every time I look at them I swell with pride.
I no longer harbor anymore regrets
Because every choice I made brought them into my life.
Even though I know I have and will make mistakes,
In a heart beat, I would do every single thing over
Because no other success could fulfill me more completely
Than the blessing of being their mother.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem