The feeling of creation within
A change of body, soul and skin
Growing inside her two hearts as one
Gods' wondrous blessing that has begun

Devine feelings that cannot be shared
The maternal instinct she alone has bared
Her body craves and she knows not why
Yet when conceived inside is a sigh

The spirit that grows every day every week
She glows inside and out to her ultimate peak
Happiness abound she continues the day
Moods may swing but you cannot say

Many months go as she changes shape
Such a beautiful event to contemplate
Until the time comes to push out her life
Through the joy and the pain this is her strife

In awe of the love in her arms
She alone carries these charms
At last together so sweet and mild
Everybodys' envy should be mother and child