Sweet

Sweet little baby I wait patiently for you.

I'm always eager but I try to be patient.

I want this to go slow, but I can't wait to see you

To take the journey, to rise above.

Sweet little one, who responds to my touch, my breath, my food

I think of your name and wonder who you will be

I want this to go slow, so I can savor the moments

To file away for my old age

Sweet little soul, flames hovering over your head

I imagine our dance together, dependent on each other for a time

And I want this to go slow, so I can prolong my youth

And live again with the universe nursing in my arms

Sweet little fingers, wrapped around the rest of my days

Tangled in more growing fingers, likes roots from an ancient tree

I want this to go slow, so I can breathe in your essence

And tuck you away in my heart for all the moments I can know you

Sweet little wonder, you have a space to grow up here

Within the branches of acceptance and love

I want this to go slow, but I know what time is

As it wisps through these branches shaking leaves for seasons

Sweet little one, with whom I share my body and my soul

I want this that is eternal to go slow

Each step, each piece of letting go

This is Mother, my child