Born so soon, so small, so strong.
Machines beeped, mummy’s heart longed.
Longed to hold you, mother you, protect you.
You took your time, designed the schedule.
Hours to days, days to weeks, mummy’s heart ached.
On the cusp of a whole new chapter, starting school, a big adventure.
Mummy’s heart aches.
Tears roll down, not fear or sadness.
So big, so strong, so excited, so ready.
A preemie no more, how far you’ve come.
The world is yours, waiting just for you.
Fly my precious miracle.