There are no diapers to change
No bottles to fill
There are no pacifiers to find
No cries to sooth
Yet I am a Mother
There is no tiny voice saying Momma
No bundle of joy to fill my arms
There is no play date to plan
No boo boos to kiss
Yet I am a Mother
Twelve weeks together
You growing within
The sound of a heartbeat
Music to my ears
I am a Mother
Straight to Heaven you went
To sing with the angels
And walk hand in hand with Jesus
Waiting until one day we reunite
Jayden Ball Weaver
I am your Mother
No cries to sooth
Yet I am a Mother
There is no tiny voice saying Momma
No bundle of joy to fill my arms
There is no play date to plan
No boo boos to kiss
Yet I am a Mother
Twelve weeks together
You growing within
The sound of a heartbeat
Music to my ears
I am a Mother
Straight to Heaven you went
To sing with the angels
And walk hand in hand with Jesus
Waiting until one day we reunite
Jayden Ball Weaver
I am your Mother
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