Poetry

Mila: my unborn Son

Hello me boy
I have so much to say to you
I know not were to start

Inside of me you will one day brew
And loom perfectly as a boy so precious and beautiful
That day I cannot fathom or imagine at this – my current time
The joy that shall that day feel my heart I cannot conjure
The smile in the face of your father I breathe to sight
The elation that will feel his being I live to pleasure

You may be curious as to why you already have a name
Well its simple my boy
You are already in our minds
In our thoughts and plans

We talk about you constantly
How you will bring joy to our world
How you will let live our love
We dream about your smile
Looking into your eyes

Baby this life is Rough
It’s treacherous
Perfidious
and ghastly
For your readily fragile self

I wish you could stay inside of me
That I could protect you from harms way
That I could cage you in
And look at you all day everyday

One day you will read this ode
And know how mommy felt years before you were born
Mila I am to love you for life

Mihlali Gqada