Carrie Saum - Storyteller

I still hold my breath
Sometimes
Watching you breathe
My eyes well up on their own
Any time you ask for
Something new

I touch the spot on my
Abdomen where your
Tiny fist grew
Stretching the skin
A permanent reminder
Communion
A body broken

My boy
I would shatter into stardust just
To watch you grow
Breathe
Climb and
Eat

Maybe one day
I will forget to whisper my
Gratitude that
You stayed.

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Happy Birthday, Echo. Thank you for choosing me to be your mama. I choose you right back, every day.