In response to the Writing 101 with a word prompt Magic here is my poem and what I consider a magic
Motherhood
Two people in love or maybe just a silly “innocent game”.
That’ s how the magic can be explained.
Sometimes a joy… sometimes a mistake?
The tiny seed in a woman’ s womb, a little miracle.
Growing like a plant in the spring,
the first sprouts are the tiny limbs,
branching out in wee fingers – week by week,
unseen yet visibly developing.
Nine months of expectation, joy, fear
and then the new life is here!
It’ s a magic!
It’ s a miracle, the greatest gift from God.
Words of a mother’s love and travail! Perfect!
Thanks! ☺
I cannot agree more! Those words are beauty to behold!
Thanks! ☺
A beautiful piece on the magic of conception and birth!
Thank you! A new life is always a miracle ☺
You are welcome…yes, it is 🙂