This was also written for my brother’s writing prompts.
This place, this wonderful place is where I’ve always been. It is dark and warm. It is safe. This is my world. These nine weeks I’ve been alive have been so wonderful, Mommy dearest. Any moment now and you’ll awake; I wonder what we will do today!
Ah, you awake and I wiggle with excitement. You get ready for the day oblivious to your little fan club. Oh Mommy, you are the best person in the whole world—I love you!
Where are we going, Mommy? If it’s with you, than I want to go too. I can’t wait until the day we meet face to face. Did you know I have your eyes, your hair and laugh? I only hope that someday I may be just like you.
This is a new place, Mommy; what are we here for? I don’t think I’ve seen these people in the green clothes before. Why are you lying down? Is it nap time already?
Mommy, what’s happening? What is intruding my sanctuary? Oh Mommy, I feel something sucking at my arm! What is this pain I feel? Oh Mommy, I promise I’ll be good—I promise I’ll do anything you ask—please just make them stop! You must protect me; you can’t let them do this to me! Mommy they’re ripping me apart, I can feel it…
So this is the end of my world. Remember Mommy, I love you.
I’m just a little babe that was within your womb,
Who could have guessed that this would be my tomb?
Gal. 2:20, Ps. 16:11