my unborn child i write to you
you are the first of many things that will be a part of this world
you sit in my stomach turining over and over
you want to come out
you want to get yours and crush the sadness in this world
you want the pain of others to be long gone when you come out
the disparities, the injustice, and the constant reactions
to those that are looked upon with disgust and a frown to receive the love they never had
i write to you, because i long to know you
you can change the game
you said you a rookie
you say is not easy being this cute
i laugh to myself
how can you not be cute, you got it from your mother
me
cute, short in stature, but easy to love if you give it a glance
i tell you enough of that, because my child i havent seen you yet
but i feel you will shock the world with your no nonsense and gracious spirit
yes girl you are a vision of me