I could feel your every move
I could feel you doing little somersaults
And later, I could feel you rub an elbow
or a knee across my insides
When you were born
I knew every cry
I could read every expression
I knew when you were hungry
or tired or angry
And as you grew up
I would watch you run into the room
Each muscle on your face spoke to me
help me, care for me, watch me
I need you
Even now that you are grown
I can still see your face
looking toward me
still needing my understanding
still hoping that I can help
I'll always be here
I've never left
I still see you
I'm still here
I'll never leave, ever
Is that how you feel
About me, God?
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