Motherhood

Before I became your mother

I knew not how to live for another

Days of undemanding attention

Love and time; a lot to mention

Hence, a child to my mother

Now, I hold you, little precious soul

Our souls intertwining- my sole

Eyes locked; emanating passion

Like Romeo and Juliet- compassion

Deeply and undeniably in love with your whole

In your unstained transparent eyes

I see my very being - at ease

scent of my skin on the nape of your neck

Map of my bones beneath your leg

Unquivering, innate love, I recognize

Primitive, entirety of motherhood, I dread

presently elated, ready for the journey ahead

Unleash love, a special bond that spins

Years together; memories, dignified wins

The Fears, self-doubts - ahead.