by Rebecca Anne Grant, Aug 3, 2008
Written back when I was pregnant with my Michael.
Little one that I can not see,
I feel you growing inside of me.
Getting stronger each and every day.
Close and safe in every way.
With your hiccups as my surprise.
You can now open up your eyes.
I laugh at all your kicks and punches.
For you’re my baby and I love you bunches.
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