Everytime I see a mother to be,
My eyes fills with admiration and glee.
Nine months you go through a rustic journey,
Joy, anger, love, anxiety.
Mixture of various sentiments,
Causing a riot to your mood.
You experience numerous physical changes,
Your womb..a shell to the tiny embryo,
A new life forming and breathing inside you.
I will always be in awe,
Of this marvelous process of God,
From a single cell to a primate.
For me each pregnant woman,
Is a superhuman, a mighty woman!
Respect increases tenfolds in my heart,
Everytime I see a mother to be.
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A/N: Be it on road, market or train whenever i see a pregnant lady, i couldn't help but smile to myself. I deeply adore each one of them and after closely watching both my elder sister pass through this process, i respect them even more.
Dedication to a very pretty woman, a mother herself @elif_ayt. A dear friend and support to my poems. Also, this is dedicated to each lady out there who've been or going through this process!
