A Child Unborn

A Child Unborn

A Poem by Chesney W.

I will be a mother in God's time. I must learn to wait.

The love of a child unborn
The giggle of a laugh unheard
The beauty of a face unseen
The warmth of a touch unfelt

Women bearing generations ahead
Pictures of a growing belly
Their joy of news to share

Happiness - I feel happy for them 
As they welcome a new family member
As they so soon experience a love unknown
As they soon face motherhood

Upsetting - I feel upset for myself
As I see women younger than me prepare for such a joy
As I wonder when it'll be my turn to bear 
As I know not of God's plan for my future

A tear shed as I wait
A tear shed as I wait
A tear shed as I wait

"Why?" I ask in wonder
"Why?" I ask in pain
"Why?" I ask in sorrow

The love for a child not yet conceived
The patience of a want-to-be mother
The grace of a loving God

He places his hand upon my face
He says, "Patience my child, for your time is coming."

And I wait
I wait for the love of a child unborn
I wait for the giggle of a laugh unheard
I wait for the beauty of a face unseen
I wait for the warmth of a touch unfelt.

© 2018 Chesney W.

Author's Note

Chesney W.
One day I shall be a mother, but that day lays only in the Lord's hands.

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All in God's timing.. I hope he blesses you with the child you yearn for ..so much happiness comes with each newborn babe..I had three all grown adults now..but still my babes..your poem is beautifully penned..

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Chesney W.

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I will have my child eventually, as much as I would rather it be sooner than later, the good Lord wi.. read more

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Added on October 4, 2018
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Tags: love, children, God's grace


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