O child of mine as yet unborn your presence fills my heart with joy-
Each movement assures me of your life within the confines of my womb...
At day I proudly watch the swell of growth that heralds your impending birth-
In dreams your features are so perfect; filling my heart with love and longing...
O count the days till I will hold you nestled closely at my breast-
Hear the heart that beats for you, dear- it yours now till I draw no breath..
© Glenys Robyn Hicks
'Lo children are an heritage from the LORD and the fruit of the womb is His reward.' Psalm 127:3