Poem: The Womb
I think about where I first grew
Your womb, my navel attached to you
As I curled and spread, before I knew
What was it like, I wish to know
Did you get mood swings feel high and low?
Carrying me in your stomach
Did it feel like luck?
Were you excited for me? For us?
Did you go around making a fuss?
Did you know I'd be your favourite girl?
With queasy mornings, with every hurl?
That you would always want me so close in your heart?
So much so you would spend time making fabrications, lies that I could never tell apart?
Did you think this your chance to shine?
Or were you already thinking about wine?
When you felt me kick or my heart beat hard
Did you want to protect us both, be the guard?
As I grew inside of you
Did you dream your life would be so blue?
I hope not mum, I hope you felt a gift
A love that never dies, knows no thrift.
I hope you thought it would be better than what we lost
And maybe in a parallel universe, perhaps it was.