Poetry

A poem written in support of women's abortion rights.

I knew one day you would come…
Part of me was excited,
Part of me was scared of the changes you would bring.
I imagined smiles after the long struggle and
difficult months
I imagined embracing you with your father and giving
you a name, our name
I imagined you becoming one of us.
I imagined who you would look like both of us or just
one.
                        
They say be careful what you wish for…
But how could I not wish for something so beautiful?
To see your smile, to hold your little fingers
To feel your dependent touch on my skin
To hear you cry and then comfort you
To see you smile sucking on my breasts...
 
Yes, you did come… I got what I wished for
But my darling, you came at the wrong time.
I imagine that you can hear me and see me
You can see the tears in my eyes and anguish in my
heart
I imagine my weeping has filled your world
I hope you understand; I never knew you would come at
the wrong time
 
There will be no smiles but struggle after struggle
and difficult years
Your father and I don’t have a name because sadly, we
hadn’t planned…
I will never feel your touch or see you smile
I will never hear you cry then comfort you
My breasts are dry and have no milk, not for now.
You will not look like both of us, not even one
 
I will feel you leave but never see your face
I will hear them take you away though I wish I could
let you stay
You are a part of me and will never be forgotten
I loved you too much to let you come to this wretched
time.
My darling, I am a baby myself… I hope you understand.
 
I know one day you will come
I am excited and I’ll prepare for the changes you will
bring.
The months will be long and the labor hard, but I will
push for you
And when you come, your daddy and I will be ready with
a name,
And our arms open wide.
You will look like both of us or just one,
Whatever the case you will be so beautiful.
I know my darling, this time; you will come at the
right time.
 
With Love,
Mom.