A pregnant woman writes a poem to her expectant child.
To My Precious Child
© Julie K. Ross
Whether you're a little girl
Or a little boy
Just knowing that you're on your way
Fills my heart with joy.
You'll learn that you're my miracle
For you I've waited long
You'll see it in my poetry
Maybe even in a song.
May you always know what love is
From our whole family
That, my little angel,
Is a promise straight from me.
I hope you grow up strong & smart
Because you stayed in school
Intelligence will be your art
Wisdom will be your tool.
You can be whatever you want to be
As long as you put your mind to it
Whenever you hit a rough spot, though,
I'll be there to see you through it.
Whether it's music, dance or even sports
I'll let you try it all
We'll shop for tights & soccer shorts
Downtown at the local mall.
I'm not sure of what else to say right now
Cause I've really said a lot
You'll learn to understand me
Cause I'm the only Mom you've got!
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