inside
And now,
there is
new life,
Kicking.
She’s now
upandrunning:
a full-fledged
human being.
I remember
when
she was
just a speck,
nameless,
inside,
fathomless.
I’d feel her
kick kick kick
from where
I was used
to feeling
myself.
And now:
here she is.
Ever moving,
speaking,
laughing.
She is real now.
Her name
sticks.
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