For my baby

Baby
By Kristina Fraser

Here’s a little heart to break.
We know it will, eventually
Feel the ache of love or stabbing pain of sorrow.
We can’t shield her from this.

Newly created and beloved.
Tiny hands to hold
Forever clinging to innocence
We will be her anchor.

Tender shining skin
Glowing and dewy
That will tear and bruise
We will try to buffer the hurt

Here’s a mind to mould
That is designed to learn
And will know more than we can know.
That will one day teach us.

Perfect pink lips
Flawlessly shaped
That will kiss us innocently
And one day caress the neck of a lover

Tiny baby
We will try not to break you