The Bond

Poem By Catherine Malchak

As the bond is formed
it is apparent that this is to be
my most ferocious love
and though you have not yet been born
I am already holding you, asleep.
Soon you will need me
to calm the rude awakening
of your new soul
and with a sureness
I have never known before
I know I will always be there.

Comments about The Bond

awe the love of an expectant mother. there is no love more powerful than that.


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