Ante-Natal Poem

MOTHERLY LOVE Mother oh mother standing inside the innocent shade though i couldn't see her face But i could hear her voice wishing me to come soon mother ! mother! mother! i see you glared at your balloon stomach wishing i could be held in your arms yet i keep swimming in the mucus which you prepared inside of you Mother my mother!!! the voice of the unborn whispered your motherly song filled the atmosphere of your balloon, like an air that is ready to get bust