My sweet angel, sleeping safely
I carry you with me every where I go
In idea or in logic, in expectation
Of you walking by my side one day
Softly cocooned near my soul
Not far from my heart and innermost self
A tiny sparkle of the moment shining
In the dark within on the night when
Your father and I had our soul's touch
Sharing breath and skin, eye to eye
Scarcely daring to hope for you
Yet exuberant and soaring joy
Of knowing that you are coming
Preparing for your triumphant cry
When you finally decide to be born
Rest now, smiling, comforted by
The hands and voice of Father
As he touches my tummy and sings to you
And as Mother joins him, loving you so....