I’m here,
Watching you sleep.
After long hours of fever and pain.
My heart overflows.
Love, sorrow, helplessness.
For you, little one.
Do you see how fragile you are?
How precious to me?
To us?
Do you know I would take all your pain,
If only I could?
But I can’t.
And it breaks me.
Every time.
This is the hardest part.
Parenthood, unshielded.
You call me through tears,
You call me through fever,
You call me through pain,
You call me through the night.
Mama, mama.
And please know,
I’m here.
Always.
For you.
Until my last breath.
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