A letter to my unborn child

My child I am your mother hear my words, the world that welcomes you is a cold and lonely place, you may feel the gust of wind but don’t worry I am here to comfort you, I shall watch your first tear drop and wait till dawn for your first smile, your scream of existence shall be music to my ears, yes my child I shall wipe the blood on your skin and fill you with the scent of motherly love.

My dear child one day when you have learn to walk and run to my arms, I know that soon enough you will go your own way, so heed my words I may not always be by your side for there are things beyond our understanding as life unfold. Time is not within our grasp for the future is yet to be seen. One day I may not be there to wipe your tears, to heal your scratched knee, to keep you from a broken heart. I am but human myself and have limitations, I know to you I may be invulnerable and immortal but I too must bleed if wounded and cease to breathe.

My child be strong to face the world, to walk your own path that will lead you to your dreams, expect the world to be unkind but be kind in return, expect the world to be hostile but be warm in return, your blessing are not to be kept but to be shared for that is what is truly to be blessed. Do all of this and I will not bring my woes to the grave, for you need not my protection for you have learned to build your own fortress. So in my memory if I may not be beside you picture me walking hand in hand while singing this song:

A memory I leave you for every flower that blooms will remind you of my love,

Do not weep, nor mourn for my loss for I am not one with the earth,

I am the gentle breeze that whisper in a cold winter night,

I am the moon that lights and guides your path in the evening sky,

I am the star that winks at you and makes you smile,

My lovely child I can never die, because in your heart I will always be alive.  

Faith, Hope and Love

Your silence was loud enough for me to hear your heartbeat,

I’m holding on to a dream that one day I’ll be touching your face,

Embracing the core of your very soul giving me eternal bliss,

No words to describe this wonderful experience that gave me a sense of being,

In times of distress I was born to be your strength,

To be your light in times of endless darkness,

I will not just hold your hand,

But I will be fighting your battle until the very end.

Using the shield of Hope, the sword of Love and the daggers of Faith,

We’ll both journey through hell and conquer,

And win the hearts of those who hate.  

Regrets

 

 

 

 

 

REGRETS

 

By: Bertha

 

I remember my love telling me,

He was afraid he would miss out on love the moment he met me that’s why he pursued me,

He was afraid of being alone that’s why he stayed with me,

He was afraid that he would break my heart if he cheated that’s why he was loyal to me,

He was afraid he would regret it for the rest of his life if he did not marry me so he proposed to me,

So I held his right hand and touched his face,

The first time I met you I firmly believed you were the one for me,

Then as time goes by my heart knew that you were my soul mate that’s why I stayed with you,

And I never cheated because I chose to be loyal to you,

And when I married you never a second in that moment when I was standing at the altar was I afraid of anything that would stand in the way of my vows because I choose you to be my partner till I cease to exist, so I never knew what fear was....

For or me REGRET always have been a six letter word, nothing but a useless verb.