As she looked into his tiny eyes, still so milky and new,
her heart doubled in size, she was a mother now she knew.
His fingers curling, grasping at nothing and batting with no control,
she caressed them gently, saying how much she loved him so.
Her little one, the very thing that had wrapped around her heart,
evoked bravery, fierceness and loyalty so loved from the start.
Life would never be the same, from this very day,
Yet now she couldn’t imagine it any other way.
Originally written in response to WQW prompt – Mother’s Day.