In the quiet whisper of the morning light,
A gentle promise grows day by day,
Within, the miracle of life takes flight,
In the silent dance of night and day.

The tender bloom of a mother’s heart,
Nurturing dreams with every beat,
A bond unspoken, never to part,
In their shared warmth, a world complete.

The flutter of tiny kicks, a sweet embrace,
A secret language only they know,
In the quiet moments, face to face,
Love’s gentle tide continues to flow.

Awaiting the day of your first cry,
When the world will meet this precious soul,
With every heartbeat, a lullaby,
The journey of life, beautifully whole.