Heavy: A Poem


Before we met, you were a part of me
body swollen, heavy with your weight
I protected you in your liquid cradle
Desperate to hold who I helped create

Hands so little, yet such a strong grip
you responded to my every touch
Heart swollen, arms heavy with your weight
how could I possibly love this much?

You’re getting older, I’m getting desperate…
to keep you safe, to keep you close
My heart is heavy with the weight
It’s as it should be, I suppose

It was easier when you were part of me
I didn’t mind carrying your weight
I could protect you, comfort and shield you
Now I’m just desperate,  to hold who I helped create