Pregnancy Poem

Poem on the beauty of pregnancy

Spes Mundi (Hope Of The World)

Womb of the mother
In which resides the hope of the world
True paradigm of
Love
Joy
Sacrifice
Hope
Your bulging belly extends
Like the hand of God
Pushing
Stretching
Showing all of us the miracle of life.

Everything you do goes
To the child within you
You never act for yourself
Confident and
Strong
You are my hero
More powerful that any Hercules
More feminist, than any feminist
More important that any work
Do not listen to the world!
They find happiness in pleasure
But you find joy in giving
Yourself up
For another
The paradigm of
Christ
Your own belly button is highlighted
By your massive girth
Remember remember
You once experienced this thing called birth.

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Published: Mar 2008

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  • Being pregnant is hard but I got my family and friends to be there for me to help me get through my pregnancy oh what love and when I feel my bundle of joy moving inside me it feels weird! But I start to cry happy tears when she moves in me I makes me smile.

    Aimee Stratton, Wisconsin Submitted 4/20/2013
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