I wrote this to put in a card for a newly diagnosed Grandma to give to her daughter.
I felt your heart beat, and it was mine
I heard your voice and my throat was filled with song,
when you laughed, I was happy.
When you were sad I cried.
We moved as one, we thought as one,
For nine whole months we were one,
Joined by a cord that was never broken.
Now this joy, this purpose for being will be yours.
and when at last you hold your child in your arms you'll know just how much I have always loved you.