The Bond: A poem

Little buddy, being pregnant with you was the last time I would be a mother. Though you came out wanting to be an adult I swear, you are my loviest child.  By that I mean, you love cuddles, snuggles, kisses, and soak up every I love you.

I found a poem I wrote when I was pregnant with you.  You were loved before you were ever born.  

The Bond:

One day a spirit appeared
taking up residence in my vessel
For a time,
two hearts beat together in
a harmony of song
The sweetest, simplest of songs
raw
pure
visceral
Your earthly life hinging on mine
we spoke in tongues only we could understand
Reminiscent now in your Eyes
Windows to our souls
Love begun before birth
never dies.