Each and every one
of you have left your Mark on me,
Stretched with love and devotion.
All five, I love you equally,
because I wanted you.
I chose you!
And as I trace each mark on my tummy
It takes me back…
I see your faces
Smell your newness, recalling
the smoothness of your skin
getting the urge to embrace
You closer, tighter to my heart.
I know all the crevices
and wrinkles that conceal the fluff,
the dimples on your bum.
Cheek on cheek I stroke you,
I close my eyes as if
I’m touching God
For what better feeling
Could I ever have?
You as part of me
bring home to me,
A part of you, my grandson!
And I stroke his cheek too
So I can go on touching God
As long as I can feel.
I,
as woman,
have the breathing taking privilege
Of sharing with God himself
The creation of life.


































this was so good. 




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