At the begining there is friendship and love,

A bond forged by the Goddess and God above.

In a moment between two sharing love within,

A new life is created and the future begins.

Through the sickness and cravings the eternal bond between mother and child,

Everything now is different both strange and wild.

Who is this being I'll call daughter or son?

The rest of my life that I can't wait to share,

Ten little fingers, ten little toes and in a stretch of pain a child to rear.

As I look down a perfect miracle given by the goddess and god above,

When even things are not going quite right you look to the little one created in love.

I wrote this for my sister when she was pregnant with my nephew and wanted to share it.

Breitanann