A New Arrival

A short poem written for my son when I was five months pregnant.

I know now that I love you, though I can not see your face.

I know, too that I miss you though you're always at my place.

Every time I move, we dance. Our hearts the only beat.

Every time you kick, I laugh. Your touch is such a treat.

Only four more months to go before I get to see your smiles.

I think, my perfect baby boy, that we will name you Myles.