Thursday
Mar042010
this is hope; this is love
my mother's hands; a waiting soft place to land, grow
with each movement
you whisper
your teachings
i surround you
with hope
and know
you are love
(early morning sleepy thoughts on this love thursday)
tagged poem notes in mama journey
Reader Comments (8)
hmmm.....you are both loved so very much.
i can't wait to meet your precious little girl.xo
Mmmm. Love that image on the right + words.
Lovely, Love.
I adore the two little birds.
Blessings to you today, Momma.
oh yes... and i adore the bedding...
so beautiful.
Oh, you have no idea of what you're in for, as it's hard to imagine the depths of a parent's love for a child. It's intense, primal, life-altering.
Love both of these images ... and am in awe of the life that is growing within.
So sad to be missing the Blessingway. Off to Europe tomorrow for two glorious weeks.
Sending love.
xx,
d
sigh -- such tender, beautiful words for your child:)