Before you

I chased love

down dark corridors

I handed my heart broken

and bruised to those that

held it in the dark

and shattered it again

adding bricks to an invisible

wall inside with

each blow

Before you

I only had me

a shell

around a stranger

a girl with fragile

glass around her soul

and then

I held you

in all of your perfection

the closest I've come

to touching God

was through you my angel

Under my heart

I gave you the gift of life

as you grew

Now that you are born

you give me the gift of love

healed by the miracle of your birth

my baby

I have all I need

when my arms cradle you

Connie Whiting

Copyright 2006