Heather Pound

These bodies that I birthed into existence

Precious like no other

Growing, changing, spreading their wings

I want them to fly, but still—

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These hours that we linger in the same space

Laughing, talking, just simply being

These are the moments worth savouring

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I drink in all that they are, filing away snapshots and smiles

Mental pictures to pull out later and savour

A steaming cup of cocoa on a brisk winters night

Nourishing warmth to my soul

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Bittersweet memories of giggles and tiny toes

Now walking slower, more measured, grown

Soft cheek became angled jaw–yet none the less adored

A masterpiece of heart and womb

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Fly little bird, fly

But remember where you can come back to rest

I’ve sheltered you from the storm before, I can do it again

Spread your wings, grow stronger, but always know

There’s a safe space in my arms

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