Lullaby Little One

Little One who lies beneath my breast,
I think of you with all the love,
As mother for her child.
Waiting in such sweet expectation,
Your body to caress,
I sit and dream of you,
With gentle smile.
Little one we must be calm
Although excitement quickens my
heart beat
Waiting has become such joy and yet
Mother nature says
Its time we meet.
Little one - you're here and as part of me,
I thrill with such emotion,
That I dare not speak
I raise my eyes to God in thanks
for this great miracle,
And welcome you with love and joy!
So sweet.

by Mary S. Nichols

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