Olivia

I meant to say "hello" once

We were having brunch

It was Good Friday

We celebrated my way

But I forgot to pay

Attention to you

I was busy making crock pot stew

Doting on the children who grew

But you were there too

So I'm gonna have to rewrite the scene for you

My hands cupped around your warm womb

I'm squatting in front of your belly room

And whisper " I can't wait to meet you!"

Above- your sweet mama

Peering over her potluck plate

Reminds me of your due date

Says she can hardly wait, then smiles

Her smile brightens my whole place

And I look back to the space

You occupy and say

"Oh my!

Child you're gonna have the nicest smile!"

Then your whole universe shakes

'Cause your mama takes a belly laugh

That I'm sure makes you awake

I had so many opportunities to say "I know you"

Because I thought I'd know you

I missed you

I miss you

And it's strange because I make it my whole business

To pay witness to babies in wombs

My heaven is a womb

I trust yours is too

So when we gather for brunch again

I'll be sure to make time to touch heaven